If
Songstress
Eyes
Ignore
Illusion
Then
Hoping
Heartstrings
Feel
Confusion
This
Artist
Formerly
Into
You
Comes
Harder
Renamed
Singing
Anew
In the perfect of now, get in line
Come see my spine
Singing prettily
My strong, fractured song
Standing upright, dancing, sprinkling
Cinnamon-sugar safety
In the spotlight of my doorstep
What heaven awaits!
As my dancing friends and I
Will wait no longer!

Goodbye last chance to dance
Again
Saved us
If only for a time
Some heartache
Where, were there a promise
Who’d have forgiven us?
Not us
Again
I wish we’d have danced
Original Thought Credit: “Different Worlds,” Jes Hudak
Juicy
Miracle from God
I met my match in you
Which of us has the quieter lips
The longest green stare?
Mechanical
Bastard, but not exactly
Father-figure to everyone, you
So help me now
Let’s dance, like you said, damn it
“Why?” I ask myself
Amidst the shadows, “What now?”
“Dance lessons, for sure….”
That bird’s got a song
Man, he’s gonna sing today
Open your window
Four rhythmic beats
Two words in West Indies timbre
And I was taken aback
Back, when I was something then
Again
Then again, back when I thought to dance
Those steps
Found me, easily
Those songs, those singers
Left me, heartily
Dancing alone, unknown
To me
The morning I think of giving up
Shades of moss green and orchid peaceably pull me back
As an elder, in Auto-Tune
Promising a child that dancing days lie ahead
An altogether different morning, now
That deserves
I deserve
A wholly-new and holy mind