Waltzing Words
This tale is spilled via wrought emotion.
To the drumming of a waltzing pulse rate.
With wonderment of time, and commotion.
This tale is spilled via wrought emotion.
Where we soft land in a cryptic diction.
Words are taking shape, for the needy fate.
This tale is spilled via wrought emotion.
To the drumming of a waltzing pulse rate.
Written: March 11, 2023
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