Two Heartbeats In Sync
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Two different people--
with different tempos of heartbeat.
One goes quite quick
Like a brink of tornado in a storm
while the other goes slow
As mellow as the tone of an old violin.
Where should me meet--
For our pace to collide
In one place where we could dance
Using the same speed?
As I place my hand to your chest
I wish I hear the same song as mine.
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An Epistolary novel
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Our eyes met, and my pulse soared. The world narrowed to a single, thrilling possibility. Each whispered word, every tender touch, pulled me under his spell. I was lost, and I knew it. The hug that changed everything became our sanctuary, our haven. Yet, shadows of doubt crept in, taunting me. Had I transformed the untouchable heartthrob or merely become a stepping stone? The question haunted me, a constant hum in the background of our intoxicating romance. Was our love a work of art or a fleeting masterpiece, destined to fade?"
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