They dance on an endless night,
To the melody that sorrow plays,
Lips unite, to end the charade,
Seduction and chaos around their hips,
They move into a silence,
Oh beautiful bliss!
Giving in to the desires of the flesh,
Bodies collide, souls unite.
And Love trickles down their skin.
Beyond rhyme or reason.
Beyond wrong or right.
Just the insane birthed out of irrational want.
Just one tied to another with strings of love and hate.
My 13th Contribution to NaPoWriMo.