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Coffee Talks and Poetry: We Can Dance If We Want To…

Posted on February 13, 2024February 13, 2024

Feet move. Legs fall into place.

Hips follow suit. Soon, my entire branch is moving.

Swaying in the wind, I let the beat take me.

Places above the space I currently have myself viewing.

A room with a view plus two. Heart singing along with the strings

strumming and humming life through the portal I’ve leaped into.

A taproot connected to all times in passing, together again,

to spend a few minutes jamming. Lost in space,

as together we let loose and take a break.

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