A Brazen Song

You are my favorite song;

the beginning note that knows no ending.

You are the last tune that I have had the pleasure of dancing to;

Your crescendo was like heaven meeting home.

This, now, unearthed temple is still trying to claim her land after she's been uprooted and she does not need to

You are the only one who has stumbled across this uncharted land;

With every pulsating thump vibrating against my backbone, my hipbone, these thighs

There's enough rhythm in us to shake all the dead things off of us

And to create a new thing

Who new that composing a symphony would invite such thrill

Than we, in tempo and timing and pace;

Two gentle souls with harmony ringing out of us;

There is a nuance in the way we move and glide under and over into rest;

And after this heart felt piece you often say,

This is the most beautifully composed orchestra that I have ever had the pleasure of constructing

Intensity in your eyes, I'll find.....

Myself in you again

And each time I will believe you, making you the first man who will ever learn me....

As well as the last.

-Ally

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