Our Music
(free choice | draft 1)
Your kisses make my body ring
Like a harp’s pluck
Sending wavelengths of sensation
From my toes to my fingertips
Your lips press softly onto my lips
My forehead
My cheek
My neck
And back again
There is no substitute note
Or line
Or clef
For my body has become a constant beat
A beat that only wishes to get louder
Daily, we whisper translated emotions
As if “I really like you” really meant
“I love you”
I love you?
I love the way we exchange lyrics
Like a call and response
Easily drowned out by a loud cymbal’s wake up call
The lyrics to our song constantly change
Although our emotions crescendo
We continue to sing
Because all we have is each other’s music
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