Twirling and whirling
an understanding entanglement.
Back to back our eyes never once meet.
I tell their story through my lens
they agree.
The music flows
our bodies move mindlessly
one.
Energy radiates weaving itself through our spirits.
The music spins out
the story comes to an end.
It seems as if our meeting is done
this dance is just the beginning.
Dec 21, 2021
Dec 21, 2021 at 11:52 AM UTC
Twirling and whirling
an understanding entanglement.
Back to back our eyes never once meet.
I tell their story through my lens
they agree.
The music flows
our bodies move mindlessly
one.
Energy radiates weaving itself through our spirits.
The music spins out
the story comes to an end.
It seems as if our meeting is done
this dance is just the beginning.
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