i dance with this one
until sweat on temples
heart doubles its drum
i dance with this one
swinging, swaying
shooshing, smiling
singing only the lines
i know
mumble the rest
i dance with this one
father's choreography
not quite ready for
broadway
i dance with this one
in lieu of lactating *******
a sing song blue eyed mother
who can only enchant
i dance and jib and jive
and bounce and slide
to dam the rainy river, to
ebb the tide
i dance for you
my ophelia
my daughter of movement
and song
Mar 25, 2017
Mar 25, 2017 at 3:16 AM UTC
i dance with this one
until sweat on temples
heart doubles its drum
i dance with this one
swinging, swaying
shooshing, smiling
singing only the lines
i know
mumble the rest
i dance with this one
father's choreography
not quite ready for
broadway
i dance with this one
in lieu of lactating *******
a sing song blue eyed mother
who can only enchant
i dance and jib and jive
and bounce and slide
to dam the rainy river, to
ebb the tide
i dance for you
my ophelia
my daughter of movement
and song
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