Synesthetic Synthesizer

The double bass

this double bass

is pounding, thudding,

buddinginmymind.

And I need it,

and i need you,

you to

push through

my denial

into thatbestembrace.

Moving, moving together,

apart,together,apart.

And that double bass.

The push, the pull,

you can't stop,

but it's okay, because I can't get enough.

Waves and chills and shakes and trembles and fortes and pianos and this and that and you and me and give and take and more moremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremore moremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoreOH MY GOD.

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again?

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do you have to ask?

The bass line resumes.

It shivers its way through me.

Like your words,your thoughts,your movements.

Like you.