for the dancers under the
cosmic universe. the
musicians who told tales
with music.
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to the lover of the vintage
and — to the imaginary
boy I have traversed
and shared tales
with.
YOU ARE READING
Our Vintage Dance on the Phonograph
Poetry"you and - me, we traversed at the eve of the colossal pages of our bedroom balcony." - excerpt there is no other dancing partner i would dance with other than you, my sun. you bring me to places that are wiped out of history - to the gardens of rui...
