Dancing Laughing Kissing Touching

I feel like dancing

In tune with the changing

tempo and rhythms

of sweet music

 

I feel like laughing

but discretely, society frowns

on flagrant displays

of happiness

 

I feel like kissing

enough to cover the bodies

of a thousand

blue whales

 

I feel like touching the sky

though I might fall,

and there are no parachutes

inside me.

 

 

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