Now, I Am Dancing

Now, I am dancing. Now, I am back. Back at our standard. Back in our hour. Where we danced like it was the end of our movie. Where we danced like it was the end of our movie. Life was her movie and it was only 32 years long life is a movie and it's only so many years long so by all means Scream. 3,000 times less the hair on a woman's body. 3,000 times more the love she will have for her first-born second-born third, fourth, and beyond this-- The Last Night. Colder than I am when my nerves take their rest Rest their break Break they do. When my doors slam then close. One more inch of snowfall and I'll be glad to escape these red, dead eyes. Making sure they lead with their sharp side. My shoulders jolt and I scream for my darling wondering How long will this one last? --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/nakedpoetry/support