17/30 Dance of Avoidance We tip toe through our two lips peddling pandering on picked petals “He loves the knots” tongue tied tongue tried tongue tired But we dance in preplanned steps and practiced movements embrace the moment momentum makes us move on What happens when the music stops? Sound scatters back in corners and silence floods back in empty spaces when we are face to face the words taste savory so I’m saving them on my tongue swallow my pride feed the butterflies and cocoon my mind Sometimes I hide The elephant on the love seat the bull with a lot on the plate but a horrible waiter. “You can write of conquest but cannot say what you want.” Before the next song can start or the beating of a heart can skip she saunters, sliding on silence. A void dance
Posted on: Fri, 25 Apr 2014 08:45:20 +0000
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