15 et seize (16)

Poems 15 et seize (16)

Bee
In your fuzzy gold-strip'd sweater
You dance on warm breezes
You 'do' for the love of being.

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To Dance

To throw myself upon the wind

To tangle my feet in the lilting sound

To beat a staccato on the wooden boards

To feel my heart keeping time with the voices

To pull more from my legs than ever before

To free my spirit from its old constraints

To weave a love story with my hands

To know love in hearts overture

To dream