A little poem with a hint of "limite surréaliste" to add a touch of spice.
Dancing In Midnight - 21 Nov 13
Midnight dancer
Slow movement
Beneath the watchful
Moon gazing through
Clouds
Soft beat rhythm pulse
Two Hearts move
Together sliding slow
Walk narrow lanes
In cold lamplight
Another midnight
Circling dance
Subtle smile shapes
The night moves
The song never ends
I am not entirely certain where the inspiration for this came from but I feel that it works rather well.
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