A Ballad

You know that voice that just hits it home:

The Radio is on, is that Madonna? A new song? Sure sounds like her the way she carries that low register and that synthesized techno beat.........

I am captured....... with  the question, Intently listening;

Will the announcer say?

Here it comes again:

The Chorus:

We never loved:
We never met:
We never lived to face regret:

Need this love to reveal, we never loved to hold regret:
To get to what was real:

For we never met:

We never loved:
We never met:
We never lived to face regret:

Waiting for the announcer to come on and verify that yes it was the voice of Madonna driving the verse home, in sultry   loin caressing deep sound.

I woke up to silence..... No Radio was on.

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A Ballad.