i will dance for you.
if you let me.
i will dance for you.
no rite of spring. for spring has passed. and it has failed us.
in the tension of my body, allow yourself to witness summer.
its heat and passion leashed and grim,.
i will gesture you an autumn. frail and grave.
in the dying light we come alive.
in the autumn of rebirth.
i sigh a winter.
its mourning silent and circumspect.
like a badge worn with pride.
in an exclamation to the living world. yes. i know what living is.
what loving is.
i will dance for you. in the dying light. with bated breath.
farewell.
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