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3.0 an unspoken question, speaking through eyes
      glance at her feather lips,
              her night sky eyes.
      she reflects the dance.
      see yourself fall into the depths of her starry eyes
      watch yourself endlessly floating
              hopelessly lost in her swirling galaxy eyes,
              each shimmer, each star,
              a wish, a possibility.
2.0 your head tilts left, lips upward
              she is the axis of the world.
      she nods down to meet you
              a slight smile on her lips,
              warm, welcoming,
              a ray of spring sunlight in May.
       hands entangled in her hair,
              trailing black velvet in a breeze
              caressed by soft strands of silk.
1.0 breathe in her scent.
      breathe in the sweetest scents of
              molten, rich brown sugar
              smooth, Christmas vanilla icing
              ripe strawberries in the summertime
0.5 holding that single breath,
              like a silent orchestra before a symphony
              anticipating the conductor’s baton
              when it takes flight and
0.0 lands.

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