happy hollow,
here resting on your chest
listening to the slow song
that plays on your lips
to the rhythm of your heartbeat
so fast and erratic
as you feel the music
of our two souls
applied
making music every night
as we write our life song together
dancing in our way
to the hard rock that signals the trouble
to the sweet techno beat
that fills our blood with fire
exciting us in our passions
the punk that we live by,
rich with imaginnation
and intelligent lyrics-
that play on the radio,
in our heads
on your lips-
created in the way i kiss you,
hold you and love you-
our song, the one we make,
the most infamous of them all.
buriberibata Community Member 
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