It is a constant, rhythmic pattern,
this nightly joining of our bodies,
a theme with subtle variations
even when in minor key.
A theme with subtle variations,
always pleasing, seldom gentle,
a phrase that bears repeating
and repeating endlessly.
A phrase that bears repeating
and deserves performance nightly,
it is a lovely ostinato,
evoking motions of the sea.
It is a lovely ostinato,
bass and treble intermingling.
It is a constant, rhythmic pattern
that tightly fuses you to me.