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So after hooking up with the guy I've been pining for, being dissatisfied, coming down with the stomach flu, and living on a gatorade/saltine diet between oral and rectal explosions for the past two days...I've realized some very important things...
It wasn't that my emotions were an illusion.
My heart beats with the same fervor it did years ago.
But after clasping hands and lips
Through the bittersweetness of brevity and instinct;
I now understand his melodic rationale.
I understand my own as well.
For the particular listener, the romantic audience,
It takes more than an attractive ambience to satisfy.
The inner workings of a symphony subtly harmonize with the soul--
Bringing a closeness and intimacy that resounds within the heart,
Not just the ear.
For others, this is all that is necessary to ignite a sense of
One-dimensional passion.
But through my own experience
I see that I would rather soak myself in the slow, warming beginnings of a prelude
Than in the mystique of a sultry nocturne.
Hopefully I won't make that mistake again.
It wasn't that my emotions were an illusion.
My heart beats with the same fervor it did years ago.
But after clasping hands and lips
Through the bittersweetness of brevity and instinct;
I now understand his melodic rationale.
I understand my own as well.
For the particular listener, the romantic audience,
It takes more than an attractive ambience to satisfy.
The inner workings of a symphony subtly harmonize with the soul--
Bringing a closeness and intimacy that resounds within the heart,
Not just the ear.
For others, this is all that is necessary to ignite a sense of
One-dimensional passion.
But through my own experience
I see that I would rather soak myself in the slow, warming beginnings of a prelude
Than in the mystique of a sultry nocturne.
Hopefully I won't make that mistake again.