Tuesday 21 November 2017

Dance

I danced,
With eyes barred.
Assumed
Forms, unfamiliar.

Like pawn to drumbeats.
Drunk on moonbeams.
The moon, beamed
Copiously, overhead.

Dizzy moves,
Legless steps.
Snakes,
Danced in my feet.

I danced,
With eyes barred.
And then,
I was dance.


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