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It’s a dance. And In silence
You’re leading.
Our bodies are tense,
Like a string.
And yours touch,
and non cautious proceeding
Turns me
Into the wolf in the ring…
Ring of fire. No escape,
No retreating!
Our feelings are rhymed and intense!
I don’t know, who’s following, leading,
In this frosty and glamorous dance!
Under sky, that so pregnant with stars
We are brightest and hottest, by far