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Oct 2014
With all its bones and flesh
And veins that speak the soul
Tells a story in its movement
In the rhythm of the spirits song

When two bodies move about
Like birds in heat within the summer
They sing a song of passion
As they taste each other's sweat

The music continues to linger
Even if we no longer hear the sound
But these dancers drink the salt
They have longed to share

As every curve speaks through bends
And every touch tingles within
It is the body that shows us
That love knows every tongue

So let's write our stories in each step
And breathe each other into our cores
Where every bruise is bared
As our skin slowly strips itself

Let us all buzz around like bees
In pursuit of the flower's nectar
That creates the honey of our minds
To feed every heart the sweetness

Of the truth our shapes can speak
And let us be true in every beat
So that no lie can hide beneath us
And our bones can be white as snow
Ofelia Rose
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Ofelia Rose
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   John Santos and ---
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