Sonnets And Scribbles
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Dance
Take my hand
And we will dance
Like oil jumps
In sizzling pans
Like rain rushes
Down mossy treetops
Like laughter splatters
Over stagnant silence
We will dance like that.
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