Tuesday, April 12, 2022

Secrets

 


I want you at the edge of your seat.

I want you right next to me.

I want you to dance aggressively 

and spin around to fall,

but you'd make it look like a routine.

You do this thing that is a spectacular ending.

Suddenly up,

then down.

Your body is a voice with wind gusts.

Your taste buds are a secret.

You are surround sound.

You are renowned.

Knowledge takes you around the world

without warning.

Will you be here tomorrow?

Tomorrow, will the day bring you here? 


~Tina Meeks

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