Your fingers are dancing
across the keyboard and your
melodies waltz through the air
tickling me to wakefulness.
This is soo nice.
‘tickling me to wakefulness’
This is very lovely 😀
Thank you, Vonita.
I think of Leoard Cohen’s “Dance Me To The End of Love”, then I remember love doesn’t have to end.
Like a waltz, going around in an infinite circle?
Short and precise .. 🙂
That’s the way I like ’em! 😉
(“Brevity is an art” and all that…)
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Shawn Bird is a high school English teacher, poet, and YA author in the beautiful Shuswap region of British Columbia, Canada. She is a proud member of Rotary and a former Rotary Youth Exchange Student.
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