Here Is My Serenade

Standing at your balcony

Here is my serenade

Spilling ink from my heart

Words that never fade


I see the light in your window

Your silhouette appears

Words float like hot air balloons

Catching your joyful tears


The night is still young

The moon is wide awake

Our hearts are wired together

Feeling the electricity pulsate


No violin or guitar

The acoustics are from my soul

Here is my serenade

My heart, yours to have and to hold


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