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Friday, April 26, 2013

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

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