We are Harmony

We collide together and colors burst from:
each kiss, touch, caress
Its the magic assigned to passion.
A chemical reaction.
Light down a fiber optic tube.

We are pure and simple, wild yet tame.
Rainbows after the storm.
Light rainfall on a hot summer's day.
Ice melting on hot skin.
The moon's pull on the waning tide.

We are a complete contrast.
My florescent epidermis against your dark satin muscles.
I am the star in the room when the lights are out.
You refract my essence,
and I consume all of yours.

We dance when the lights are off in:
car seats, beneath the sheets, against walls, on the floor.
Mirrors project to us a connection
as melodies dictate our rhythm.

We are harmony.