Thursday, June 19, 2014

Pas de Deux

Dancing on the wind 
Makes it hard to stay still.
All the upswept moments
All the music
Every beat
Tattooed on my heart.
Arabesque words
Bourrée thoughts
Relevé emotions
Each pulling light from dark.
Action from nothing.
More demanding than ever,
But peaceful faced. 
We could be two
That move as one
And make the wind jealous. 


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