Synchronicity
Softly, Sensually,
She walks into the room.
Sheer poetry in motion,
With a hint of lust and doom.
Boyishly, Breathlessly,
He takes her by the hand.
Smitten by such beauty,
A soft touch to her command.
Wondrously, Wantonly,
They dance across the floor.
Contented cheek to cheek,
And expecting nothing more.
Jointly, Joyously,
No time to be remiss.
So close now eye to eye,
The first and sweetest kiss.
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