Poetry II

Like music with no words
I am bound to you by a rhythm
The gentle beating of drums
The strumming of guitar cords
The sound of your voice playing in my head
Like a rhyme
Oh what can rival such aesthetic beauty?
I do not know how to dance
But I can dance to the tune of our hearts beating
Singing is not one of my gifts
But I can hum you sweet melodies
Hold me close and listen to the beating of my hearts
Her rhymes
Her rhythms
Is a call to your heart
Slowly put your hand in mine
Let’s dance through life
Let’s sing till our strife are no more
Let’s stride
Let’s glide
Till only one thing is left in our hearts
A rhythm of joy
A peaceful and serene rhyme
That will live beyond time

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