He'd confess his feelings to the day
in which they danced together
in the glory of the sun.
He'd imagine that the clouds took her form,
and the sun took form of her heart,
and the sun took form of her heart,
and together, they'd swing to the music
of the breeze.
One day, he'd tell her of the many dance floors,
the many genres of songs passed down
from weathering sheets of notes played so long ago.
He'd wonder if their dances would live on
in her rays of sun that shined down on him, and
he'd let her rays of sun surround him in love.
He'd wonder if their dances would live on
in her rays of sun that shined down on him, and
he'd let her rays of sun surround him in love.
-lj
started: 4 february 2018
continued & finished: 10 march 2018
continued & finished: 10 march 2018
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