where before it was longing...now there is confirmation that the other is actualy there...with their hands they will trace the other's affection...pressed so close together...that their heartbeat's cry out from their chest...our song kisses his lips with the palm of her hand...and our beast wraps his arms...into repeated embrases...the night giving way to two victories...in the final hour...niether needed to accept defeat...one gains a song...while the other a beast...and never was there a better matched couple...that what love has united let no words ever divide again...
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