The joyous fluctuation that occurs within us,
is nothing primitive.
That eccentric conduction,
Flowing within our veins,
makes us one is a clear modernity.
The interconnectivity of our hands,
Sharing the equal needs of each.
The interchange of our warmth,
A conductive unity.
The exchange of oxygen,
each intake of breaths making
Our breathing similar.
Oh, thy heavens reached!
A pulsating unity.
Our interlocked gaze,
Captivating and naïve.
A hypnotizing serenity,
yielding thoughts so brave.
Effective telepathy,
Same wants,
Same needs.
The same path, no diversion,
One way, one road.
The racing beats of our hearts,
a harmonizing melody.
The song of life,
The hymn of passion.
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