The dance between privacy and secrecy is one of skill,
Pirouetting on the line as a ballerina.
Tangled in a mass of limbs,
Smiles abound,
Laughter floating in the air,
It's light, it's soft, it's fun.
I can't finish this poem, I'm giggling too much.
Just know the intention was there.
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 10:36 PM UTC
The dance between privacy and secrecy is one of skill,
Pirouetting on the line as a ballerina.
Tangled in a mass of limbs,
Smiles abound,
Laughter floating in the air,
It's light, it's soft, it's fun.
I can't finish this poem, I'm giggling too much.
Just know the intention was there.
