Our song isn't a song
Our song is a series of looks
It's a collection of laughs
A razor-sharp look inside each other;
That says "I hear what you hear"
Our song is the soft touch between skin
The scent we have come to know
A crazed obsession with how one another will interpret any (and all) stimuli
Our song is the longing
The gaps between eroticism
Leading to a connection to shatter galaxies
Our song is no music, no melody and no aria
Our song is each day.
Our song is heard between us. Today, tomorrow and always.
By Johnny Cordon
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