Charlie
Fly the plane
The Dancing

The Dancing

A Poem by Matt Chevalier

Where are you and where did you go?
Time's a train on a track
With no ground below
You're dancing in circles,
Tornadoes are whispers to you.
With arms outstretched
You embrace the winds.

© 2012 Matt Chevalier


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Added on September 28, 2012
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