The sun danced but the danced kept at it
heat heat heat
the sun sets the ballroom in flames
pop pop pop our touches spark.
spin spin spin my way
whisper whisper whisper
earth is whispering on and off about this dancer
how her favorite song ran through her vines as quickly as it entered
making the dance floor blossom with all she did
describe describe describe
how she swayed with her hips and not lips
tears tears
extinguish the ballroom and the lost thoughts of the wind come in
it’s as if they’re lost
she’s found
she comes stumbling around
bright brought stars


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