With each ring
The registers sings
Staring down
The valley of joy
The life giving pleasures
The sincere heart that belongs
We talk
And walked
And yet disconnected
We have stalked
The howling moon stares down
As we make our ways North
Divided by a union
Compelling
Absorbing
Yet wonderfully intriguing
We are drawn
Together yet propelled
Due to nature
Debauchery on a weekly scale
The body protests
Different positions
Yet similar will
Levels are meant for the level headed
Spirals are meant for the money minded
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