Today is not a day for dance
Music is distant from mine ear

Still it presences here somewhere
In the vicinity of an intuitive wind
Inseminating the atmosphere with preludes, moods
Evocative revivals of moans, sighs
Igniting memory’s fires

Receptive to its rhythms I surrender
Aware of the imminent rain



*ma

03/16/2015

Posted on 03/16/2015
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