Touching Close

Dance and sway and twirl away
like wind that passes by
guiding billowy clouds to be
once again with sun and sea
as muscles move within a groove
of rhythm beating in this night
of never-ending glory

or these written words upon a page
that simply need to fly away
in just one gust that surely must
remove the pain of yesterday
and open hearts to live
a new tomorrow

Dance, just dance!
for movement frees
the stuck and staid proprieties
of cultural ineptitude
to bring our every mood
to a completion that is death-defying
here and now, as we are lying
touching close
within each others' arms . . .


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