We May a Soft Dance

Oh as the melody would

our lives in the balance

so envious

could I be, she, him, her as well,

all of us together

internally a maze of

authenticity

for the stars align,

while magic is a mystery

imagine

this is our legacy

to be two people, three,

maybe more who all believe

the other,

someone outside ourselves

could hold truth

in such is a natural

rhythm

might discover

love.

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