Disclaimer: Yaoi between Ryou and Yami Bakura. Contains some angst, but mostly romantic.

The Conductors

Love is like a melody

Everything must be in tune

Similar to the ocean's waves gently lapping

Against the beach's sandy dunes

Or a bird chirping gaily in the morning

In an attempt to enchant a pretty mate

Even a sweet seraph whispering forlornly

About how his lover was prematurely accepted into Heaven's gates

Is a sad song of everlasting affection and adoration

But still the music plays deep inside of them

A tender composition of adulation

Never ceasing to stop their hearts' synchronized rhythm

Tiny children stranded on the road to destiny

Fragile minds which get shattered continuously

Delicate hearts that are strummed viciously

But whose souls remain bonded together desperately

To continue conducting their own life-long symphonies

Lost little boys

Content in each other's sheltering embraces

Naming one another their eternal koi

Murmuring their love in soft alluring phrases

Making their love a melody

One they will remember fondly

Creating devotion to their friendship's harmony

Miraculously still in tune

Without ever falling to pieces in ruin

Their music revolves around a truly magical moon