It Belongs Not to Me.
Dancing with never ending fields
Three pairs of feet leaping across water
The air swollen with pollen
A single spotlight behind glass
People drunk with glee
Words spitting out of control
Lungs deflating with laughter
Dresses and jeans waltz with rhythm
A pair of pearly whites at every angle
Notes spring off with calculation
My hands flying octaves
Sounds resonate fetching wrinkled eyes
A single spotlight, hovering above
Animated fingers race out of tempo
. . .
Beyond polished glass
My eyes wrinkle in fascination
Pearly whites gleaming
A single spotlight, it belongs not to me.
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