Matching
Rhythms
Way
on down, below the skin,
My
soul moves silently.
More
than I the passion,
To
declare this truth.
So
why do you react,
Without
using a caution?
Could
it be a unity,
An
all time love come true?
Pulses
quicken, drawing breath,
I
almost faint right here.
Deliciously
close to your side,
Where
I long to reside.
I
sense our matching of rhythms,
Bring
hope yet to be given.
Elating
my soul to declare,
I
seek my solace with you.
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