The way
you swirl
against
the sky,
electric
fire in
your eyes,
your toes
dig into
the grass,
the flowers
bloom
against
your hands,
the magic
of your
dancing
feet,
the tears
running
down
your cheeks,
the golden
light against
your skin,
you smile
at me,
and I
fall in.

Without music,
I would be a mistake.

Let me alone,
But not alone alone.
You know how I mean.