Collision in Crescendo

A music inspired romantical jaunt. ;)

She walked alone with a song,
Her melody calling into the dark.
He caught her serenade in the air,
The tune had struck its mark.

His voice rose up, hers to meet,
Harmonies echoing in the night.
Moonlight danced above the pair,
Their symphonic pathway now bright.

Spanning the distance between notes,
A kiss becomes a collision in crescendo.
Octane octave fueled fires flare,
Before they quell into a warming glow.

The lyrics left between two hearts,
Unsung, yet still promised and known.
Never again will night be so dark,
Nevermore shall they sing alone.