Wednesday, 10 October 2018

OctPoWriMo 2018! Day 10: dancing on air

Already neither of us natural dancers,
we much less expected to dance together,
to a tune we would create.

In dancing together we
became balletic,
fluidly mirroring;
the practice half the fun.

On finding it was now
as natural as breathing
we could hold each other's breath
while releasing our own.

You are now my air,
and I yours.


Esther Jones said...

I really like the last 2 lines.

BiancaP said...

Thank you!