Slow Dance

In the slow dance

it is easier to work as our bodies

Come together

paper and pen

no concern nor reward

Composing is not the goal

but as the body moves

under the purposeful hands

charged and yearning

we cut the leash

you create me against your thighs

Filled with images

moving through our words countless

Swaying rhythms

write into flesh

the poem

we make

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