I can't believe April is already coming to an end! What will I do without @budtheteacher's nudge each day? Sigh.
Here is my Poemaday #25:
Dance
Dance toward your fear
make it your partner
and feel it against you.
The scent of your neck
warm honeysuckle serenading
you both into peace.
Dance toward your fear
make beauty where there is
only a thread of light
Spin white circles
til heavy breathing and love's
the only conversation you hear.
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