Sparkle

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"Sunflower, my eyes. Want you more than a melody. Let me inside, wish I could get to know you. Sunflowers, sometimes, keep it sweet in your memory. I was, just tongue tied. I don't want to make you feel bad, but I've been trying hard not to talk to you. Sunflower, sunflower. I couldn't want you anymore, kiss in the kitchen like it's a dance floor. I couldn't want you anymore, tonight..."

When the song comes to an end, the crowd is screaming hysterically, journeying down from a blissful high that is his honey music. I remain one of thousands, standing in the happy crowd, kept safely by a relaxed number of security who grant me some space. The spotlight lands on the man I love so beautifully, so naturally. He was born for this, he was born to sparkle. He pauses as the crowd quiets down, speaking into the microphone while browsing up and down the stage.

"I want to thank you all for joining me tonight. This is a very special occasion as it's a night to celebrate each other and the love we have for those special people in our lives. So, as we begin this next song, I want you to turn to the person you brought and give them a big kiss. You're free tonight, this is for all of you to just let go of whatever it is that may be bothering you back at home. Just allow yourself to be happy as it's my job tonight to make sure you remain that way."

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