Poetry · Writing

binary love; one dance

your silence was enough

your words are enough

and all i have are these

few lines before my power cord is clipped

few secrets in code

and all i want to do

is have a final dance;

a dress that whips necks

hips that never quit

all in on the cha cha

time to live and not watch on

a screen with tears

 

 

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