couldn't i--

i wish to dance
to fly flutter free my toes in stardust,
in wind,
in the tangle of your thoughts.
in the recesses of time,
where dust gathers on forgotten memories.

let hands flow over flower-iotas,
soft velvet petal.
like the sound of a single violin
as i drag my finger along
the contours of your
spirit.

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i'm getting dangerous.
dangerous.
this is too dangerous.