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High upon her balcony, love was on her mind
She waited and she rocked herself in lonely frustration
His presence in her memory was all that she could find
To ease the constant pounding of anticipation
Then as daylight faded and the evening crowd was stirring
He came upon her balcony and saw her from below
With passion in his belly and some urgency occuring
he strummed his sweet guitar for her - soft and low
Oh it happened on the balcony - while all the world went by
the perfect consumation of a union on high
The melody was drifting up to waiting ears and aching heart
the lyrics they were telling, her unbridled cravings swelling
He sang with every sinew and with such heartfelt conviction
This wasn't just an act or scene from some romantic fiction
She beckoned from her balcony - her blood was hot and rising
Like Spiderman he clambored in a moment to her side
The air was rare, they didn't care, the outcome not surprising
Desire flowed between them like an powerful ripping tide
Oh it happened on her balcony - while all the world went by
the perfect consumation of love on high
High upon her balcony, love was on her mind
She waited and she rocked herself in lonely frustration
His presence lodged inside her head was all that she could find
To ease the constant pounding of anticipation
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