she's light
on her feet,
as if little wings
were attached
to them. she
dances like
fish swim, like
birds fly, like
i write. easy
and fast, with
little or no
effort, or
thought given
to what i'm
saying, obviously.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
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i love this poem - it makes me smile.
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