Queen of the Beat
These are the steps I've taken:
the unique skip tap jump,
nonchalant stride, slow stroll,
precarious perch of Bible on brow,
Finnish finesse of skiing hard,
wild gallivanting gallop
when we rendezvous, just us two
in an ecstasy of expression:
play horses, play snow,
play desert dying on the way home
and so it was I learned drama
with friends that didn't freak out.
Copyright © Sheri Fresonke Harper | Year Posted 2018
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