The refrain? I love you more than anything. My world. The song I sing.
Our chorus was unrehearsed, yet perfectly coordinated in pitch, tone and rhythm.
Then there was the bridge. There was no troubled water, we just sang a little softer.
Soon there were no lyrics to sing. We just hummed our way along, still in unison, this beautiful song.
Then the duet faded into a solo, almost done.
How do I stop the music in my heart from playing our song?
You were my verse.