Sep 15, 2008


quivering hands,
flinching feet,
we swoon and surrender
drowned in eternity

rhythm flows,
to and fro,
a tickle feeble
a touch anon

lines jar,
shadows elope ,
floating my way
catching the infinity

and the chase begins,
ranting beat ,
catching up with the feet
unison of a kind

delirium unleashed ,
etched ecstasy ,
alas encore
as i dance out.

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