Saturday, May 1, 2010

Melodic As We Are.

Sychronized,

My chest falls as his rises,

As if he is breathing in my exhalation.

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Our bodies complement one anothers',

to create a fluid sinusodial wave.

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Sleep soaks us in its dreamy broth,

and the rythmic oscillations slow.

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It's just before restful oblivion grasps me entirely,

that I silently whisper I love you,

because never have I been so complete.

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