This love- Sent thru satellites- To me- She rang last night- A passion had exploded- On the digital frequency of love- She shook and cried- And her love- Embraced and craved me- Don’t cry baby- I know what you feel- Shaken and stirred- Emotions stinging- And logic blurred- Fever for this love- Can spoil a beautiful day- But I got the satellites- Man’s electronic outfielder in space- Hurling these transmissions back- To bring two lovers- Closer- Nearer- I can hear her-Birth sign: Libra
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