This Is a So Junkiedom Poem, No Dead Babies Butf U Like 2 Dance

PER CHANCE TO DANCE Synchronization Such a simple concept As per a predestined precept And both so delicately adept Fluidly As one Each step a HUMBLE bow to the sun Every beat a REVERENT blessing for the moon While ceremoniously synchronized to the tune Every move calculated by an ovation and an overture of PURITY EMBRACED Each of their steps, by the other, so flawlessly traced Two hearts too close and each to thusly race While made, by the MYSTICISM OF MUSIC, to oil her way to grace SYNCHRONIZATION Following the other’s lead Dedicated to the dance indeed No errant thoughts to collide with memory’s miscalculation Simply two souls adjudicating adulation Whilst waltzing with a partner’s poised potential Midst the essence of an essential THE EMBODIMENT OF PERFECTION are urged with urgency to float Lifted aloft by every preordained note As he sweeps her around quite so sensually such as silk waving in an Autumnal breeze And both with EMBRACEABLE EASE A PAIR FASTENED and fashioned TOGETHER by fascination while emulating an immaculate EMOTION Synchronization Such a very erotic notion © 2011.…..~free cee!~