Spirits unit…

When the lights diminish

Your stars shine

A paradox converging

Timeless ticks of time

Replaced by the music

You place in my mind

Twisting, turning, jumping,

High-fiving, cheers deep inside

Raging outward into dance

Each beat brings me closer

To an end

That I only want to start again

Circles connecting

Touching

Never dividing

Notes enveloping us

Engulfing us

Metaphorically touched

By soft sound igniting out of you

This is how we connect

With never having met.

By

Angela K. Crandall

©6/29/15

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