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UNTITLED
WORLDS COLLIDE
WITH SMELLS, SOUNDS,
AND COLORS
AND CATCH ONE ANOTHER,
IN A POCKET OF TIME
BETWEEN BLACK AND WHITE,
AND DUSK AND TWILIGHT.
THEY WALTZ
AND TANGO,
TO THE BASS,
AND THE COLOR BLUE.
AND I BREATH IN,
SOAKING IT INTO EVERY VEIN
AND ARTERY.
AND THEY DANCE,
TOE TO TOE
CELL TO CELL
WITH THE SHADOWS OF MY SOUL.
THE INK COILS BENEATH MY PALM
AND THE WORDS ON THE PAGE MINGLE
WITH THE BREATH FROM MY EYES,
BUT BURST WHEN THEY HIT THE AIR.
LOST IN THE SPACE BETWEEN SECONDS,
AND THE SPACE BETWEEN THAT, EVEN.
THE AIR DANCES AROUND ME.
MY LAUGHTER FREEZES, WHEN IT HITS THE AIR
AND REMAINS, BUT ONLY
FOR A MOMENT.
THEN IT SHATTERS AND SPLITS,
INTO A THOUSAND SHARDS OF ICICLES
THAT SPREAD THROUGHOUT THE AIR,
IN A SPINY BREEZE OF DELIGHT.
AND WE SIP WINE
AND MINGLE WITH THE VINES,
OF CONVERSATION.
TAKING CARE, TO DODGE THE GRAPES,
OF COURSE.
Domenica Fiorentino
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