Listening to the music, I asked myself,
If I would have raised her hand and would have given it a tweak,
Would she twirl around and rest on my shoulder?
Hmmm, some questions are best left unanswered.
For, the answers would rob the mystically dreamy quality of the moment,
And paint it with a drab color of truth.
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