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Syncopation

Updated on August 10, 2009

Night comes and we welcome it

The present becomes temptation.

The hours pass by; I’m not in a hurry.

The rhythm accommodates us in syncopation.

Minutes pass, I’m not afraid.

The earth trembles and my heart beats

We dance in the shadows aloof

The rain falls and my soul is complete.

Our cries become song;

Our movements become art.

Time stands still and then moves faster.

We pretend we’ll never be apart.

Bodies intertwined in harmony

Lives united by the most passionate of loves.

Syncopation that becomes music

Night and day that become much more.

 

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      poetlorraine 7 years ago

      truly truly beautiful more poems like this, love them

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      I*n*v*i*c*t*u*s 8 years ago

      Nice one, Musique!