Heels

Turning Points,

Spinning Heels,

All around,

Make me dizzy.

With a dance

So enchanting,

Captivating,

To the edge

I hold so close.

Ready or not,

There you go,

Race no adversary,

Conflict is self.

Time is none but yours.

As we grow older,

Greener,

Than the trees that hide us

Under their green fingers,

Under their darkness,

Under their shade.

Spinning Heels,

All around,

Make me dizzy.

With a dance

So enchanting,

Captivating,

 I wake up,

and sleep again

beneath my grave.

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