Within the depths of the lowest key,
sophisticated, yet floundering, he summons me.
I soothe his madness with a crystalline reply,
“part with the stars and moon? Not, I”.
His tone, now calm,
lulls us into a symphonic bliss
as we drift into the harmonic night
with a kiss.
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