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Slow Burn

Slow Burn

               Who ARE you?
   He approaches
     the stage
          auspiciously…
               She gazes with awe.
     Side-stepping
          in time.
     Flawless are
          his moves.
     Their eyes meet.
Time stands still--
     Unbroken silence.
Earth snaps back in motion…
               Her
                    eternal Slow Burn.

Yalto 5.5.2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Pigeon Tart Avatar
May 7, 2020 at 2:41 PM
Very cool poem. Enjoyed! xomo
Granet Avatar
May 7, 2020 at 7:05 PM
Thank you very much! :-) <3
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