Our Hearts Are the Instruments in the Concert of Our Life

There are two bodies merging in perfect symmetry.

The heartbeats are at it in one symphony.

They are our instruments

and we are playing the perfect concert.

The feeling of completion is mutual,

pure, wonderful completion.

The minds of both bodies are at peace,

feeling so accurately 

the same thing

while listening to each other’s breaths.

I am all about the concert, drumming away behind our ribcages.

The kiss on my lips,

so passionate,

never before have I experienced such devotion to one touch.

It leaves butterflies in my stomach

and I feel my legs go weak.

I sit in front of you

paralyzed like always by your beauty,

the butterflies rampaging in my stomach.

And as I sit there in front of you

gazing into your eyes,

I realize;

I can lose myself

with you

and still feel

completely

 safe.