R. Thomasin

Passive Dance
Words slow to moveGuidance soothes from far awaySo tell us nowHow it is we should behaveThis passive dance we fall intoLeisurely we start anewThrow air to fireCollapse but can I elevateChemical changeAlter my temperature anewAtoms charged create this glowTransmit waves like radioEvery breath leaves a markWrite through glareEvery touch makes a sparkBurn through airI wait to knowWhen the time is right for speakingAnd when eyes lockWe will know it's time for leavingWhen you speak it leaves a scarCuts the skin just like a shard From Letras Mania