you danced
in dark silent streets
letting icy snow
fall like tacks
on your tongue
caught in a dreamy pirouette
your arms out wide
in surrender to the heavens
beyond pale streelights
your eyes to the sky
reigning down upon you
snow falling like
a slurpee spilling onto the tile floor
of a 7-Eleven
our boots sloshing through it
your three-year absence
from it
ends with a nostalgia
and an innocence
you felt you lost
yet it descends upon you again
as you twirl
under snow like tacks
on your tongue
Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC
you danced
in dark silent streets
letting icy snow
fall like tacks
on your tongue
caught in a dreamy pirouette
your arms out wide
in surrender to the heavens
beyond pale streelights
your eyes to the sky
reigning down upon you
snow falling like
a slurpee spilling onto the tile floor
of a 7-Eleven
our boots sloshing through it
your three-year absence
from it
ends with a nostalgia
and an innocence
you felt you lost
yet it descends upon you again
as you twirl
under snow like tacks
on your tongue
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