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A love song that I wrote and recorded almost two years ago, for someone who I no longer speak to. I hope that I'm not a terrible person for uploading it.

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A bottle of wine was the housewarming present
that led to my purity’s death.
That sounds more suggestive than what really happened,
but seemed like a relevant jest
for citing the night when I asked a hard question
and basked in the glory of “Yes" ...
but much brighter still shined our sudden discussions
of movies and children and bands.

An innocent night over brick oven pizza,
the restaurant virtually closed.
An unforeseen visitor told us of hunger;
his face filled the narrative holes
You ventured inside with a purposeful cadence
and came back with dinner and warmth.
Upon my ovation, you shrugged and admonished:
“That’s just what God put us here for.”

A half hour into John Cusack’s dilemma,
you pined for a chocolate Coke ...
and just as abruptly, our northern excursion
resolved like a terrible joke.
I walked through the doorway, concerned and excited
to see your request for retreat.
Who could have predicted my thrill to acknowledge
a YouTube obsessive’s defeat?

A film could be made from your facial expressions,
a bestselling book from your quotes ...
yet I gladly settled for Domhnall and Rachel,
subconsciously scribbling notes.
I hugged you (and could have remained there for hours),
then, fiercely, you fell to the floor.
I lied down beside you and grinned at the steez
of a saucily self-described corpse.

A bottle of wine is the housewarming present
that waits on my shelf for the night
when something reliably awkward transpires,
and somehow feels totally right.
I cannot herald the demise of your sorrows
or burgeoning trust in romance,
but I can’t recall any star in my cosmos
with whom I would rather hold hands.

(C) 2015 Made to Make Music

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released July 21, 2015
Todd Hoover -- everything, in an overcrowded closet, with a needy cat meowing and pawing beneath the door

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