Posted in lockdown

Elbow bump…

dancing in black and white

like tumbleweeds
in a dizzying breeze,
we feel expectant
whilst ill at ease…
in a timid romance,
we’re out of time
afraid to advance…
our elbows stretch out
across the void
baring our hearts
hope is deployed…
Magnetic rhythm
pulls us
one to another,
as we crave connection
and the return
of color…



I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

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