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Song and Dance

just you and I
dancing under
a bare bulb.
we had no radio,
so I sang to you
as we swayed
to the rhythm
of my voice

the lack
of furniture made
for a perfect
dance space.
clutter
was never
our thing.

your nose
brushed against
my neck and
you smiled

you never
smile anymore.

my song hummed
against your eardrum
your breath
tickled my senses

now
I sing
the same song
under the same bulb,
but
my dance
is with this
bottle.

you’re out
dancing, too,
with someone
who cannot sing
nearly
as well
as I can.

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