I‘m suspending my thoughts in these silky trails,
Letting words for one become fragile.
Though you dance from point to meticulous point,
Once cut loose and off the beat,
There is a falling away,
From every irreverent, dissolute touch.
I‘m suspending my thoughts in these silky trails,
Letting words for one become fragile.
Though you dance from point to meticulous point,
Once cut loose and off the beat,
There is a falling away,
From every irreverent, dissolute touch.
Lovely post.
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