One of Two Souls

by They Call Me Megan   Jan 31, 2005


The fresh air rushes into my body
Filling me with new life
I relax to the rhythmic beating
Listening to the steady breathing

My motions become one with the life beneath me
Striving with their heart within
The movement develops into my lullaby
Racing father and farther away from reality

Our blood is pulsing
Our muscles are reaching
Our minds are pounding
All to become one with each other

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