Terpsichorean TremorsA Poem by PeteWe have the St. Vitus' dance, and cannot possibly keep our heads still. - ThoreauWarm breaths breathing 'pon each other's strutting neck. Saying, "What the heck." Stepping in the spotlight of a heavenly sun. Our spirits cutting a rug of undeniable fun. Lets go. We'll start with a timeless tango. Working our way up to a passionate, pink flamenco. Reigniting the clicking castanets of a forgotten fandango. We'll dance like St. Vitus. Without anyone even having to invite us ... © 2020 PeteAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on February 16, 2020 Last Updated on March 7, 2020 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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