Eating ice cream
When your sad
To send yourself into shivers
Matching the ice cold quaking
Of your ruptured heart

Accentuating
Your breathing, tuning the beats
Of my aching heart

Your gazing smile
Sharp as the blade
Behind your back

We are the living instruments
In our vast universe
Our hearts are the beating drums
Our breaths the words of verse

We are living music
With the pitter patter of our feet
Our souls are the composers
Of an ever changing rythm
The universes harmonious beat

Everyone on HP

Because we all have our stories
For the world to be told
Even when times are tough
We do not fold

We have our own kinks and quirks
Which make us our own
For we are all different
All unique, and all bands together this is home

This is why we are all awesome
Some stand out as figure heads
But don't let that put you down
For all your works are awesome and need to be read