we will dance like ghosts
formless and unbound
gravity no restriction
moving upon the air
like smoke and winter’s
exhaled breath
like a gasp in time
to the night’s rhythms
upon the witching hour
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we will dance like ghosts
formless and unbound
gravity no restriction
moving upon the air
like smoke and winter’s
exhaled breath
like a gasp in time
to the night’s rhythms
