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.
First three Chapters....
15 years ago
2 comments:
I really like the last 2 lines.
Thank you!
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