I dance my heart away I cannot yet come home. I stomp and clog for love I jump toward you and sway away. I am not always me, but sometimes you. We dance our hearts away and cannot yet remain home. So, we stomp and clog our love and jump toward whom we love. You are always you, but sometimes me.
May 27, 2020
A Zapteo toward love
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