- Mar 4, 2003
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With Closed Eyes
She dances with her eyes closed
Every curve resonating a different beat
Her flesh mimicking a cadence long lost
Hips pushing stars into outer cosmos
She is alone in her waltz of creation
Secretly counting her exchange with NRG
Dust shaken from her toes
Oceans succumb to her rhythm
Fingers snap to beckon the sun
To be her spot light
As she twirls
Her whirls whistle
Life
2003 T. C. Hill
All Rights Reserved
She dances with her eyes closed
Every curve resonating a different beat
Her flesh mimicking a cadence long lost
Hips pushing stars into outer cosmos
She is alone in her waltz of creation
Secretly counting her exchange with NRG
Dust shaken from her toes
Oceans succumb to her rhythm
Fingers snap to beckon the sun
To be her spot light
As she twirls
Her whirls whistle
Life
2003 T. C. Hill
All Rights Reserved