dance

we can’t get the steps quite right
your feet move back but i can’t follow
i recede into the beat, out of time
and overwhelmed by the rhythm.
the thread of the melody disappears.
somewhere behind the gyrating forms,
i can hear you humming a tune
that reminds me of tire swings and
paper hearts and crayon boxes and
milk and cookies and saturday afternoons.
i want to move to the cadence of your thoughts
i want to sway in measure with your harmonies
i want to get lost in your song.

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Poet. Photographer. Writer. Goddess. View all posts by ky

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