The exploration of love and momentary encounters.
So many issues
So little time
Will the dances never end?
Flashing one by one
The world swirls under our feet
And we twist, turn and undulate
Making a shimmering spyral of delight.
Such beautiful creations.
Must they all be cobwebs by day’s light?
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