Thursday, February 28, 2013

"I found our spirit instrument"

are like a violin.
strung around one another,
built on tension.
hitting those notes
of frustration.
yet wanting, needing, craving;
a crescendo of lust.
fine-tuned to hostility,
but hard-wired for love.

about to snap
and become two forever.
about to make a symphony
and at least taste
being one for a moment.

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