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in a dull or aching time I can read Bukowski I can look at a sky and wait for a bird to fill it if a bird sings and I dance perhaps it sings only that it sings Advertisements
over the hill and in yr hair the wind goes shaking as if yr are dancing wildly and yr look too sweet with yr hair all over the place
love the rain listen to her on the rooftop how the wind will make a dance with her her dress whirl high about her amongst the treetops I close my eyes and listen to her talk
she is like a dance in front of me stoops & balances the glass I am like the dark dressed in black she is like the light smiles & serves me
dancers in glint heels smooth upon shined floor peacock preened royal for beat or turn of twirl high whirl hem of swirl honeyed thighs reveal eloquent ladies’ bouquet of smiles into gentries’ sprung arms recoil