I pointed my toe and stuck it in the band room door way.
A pivot turn and i was gone again.
"But i can appreciate jazz from over here on my own,"
i yelled over backpackedbrains.
An exchange of synergy a direction to which
i would be.
"No." he said,
there my head goes.
Anddd waft,
there my arm goes-
Illuminating the fences surrounding
And catch
A light grip so not to damage my soft skin.
He felt.
Danced me into a pretzel shape
and held me close to nina simone.
while my feet pressed into the ground
swaying and weighing his breath.
"Isnt it better this way though?"