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L'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle.
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20161115
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fingertips
waltzing like a ballerina,
spinning
pirouetting
leaping
twirling
time flies by.
eyes misty with passion
cheeks, burning
as if on fire
blood rushes as
her breath quickens -
her mind clouds over.
slowly:
an arch of the back
limbs untangle
shifting of positions
her finishing touches
complete the dance.Labels: poetry
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