Final Dance

Deadly tango as

Lovers and friends

Avoiding every turn

Reality was ignored

Red balloon popped

China cabinet shatter

Salty breeze kissing

Grass blades hello

One more kiss

lips I’ll miss

sweet temptation

can’t seem to resist

Tangled arms, legs

Straight to bed

Spinning sheets

Generating heat

instinct’s compass

Spinning, intuition

Setting a torch

In Truth’s direction

death to fantasies.

The beginning of

Reality.  Opening

A new dawn’s door.

¿Pensamientos? (thoughts)

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