We stand and listen
Side by side, our hips
In not quite parallel, you
play the bass in my hand,

“A golden treble clef!”
I whisper to you, using
Tip toes to reach your ear.
Your smile says it all.

That you’re in love,
That the quick beat
Kicks your soul, as you,
You play bass in my hand.

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