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Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Irrepressible

Irrepressible and gay
and totally free
She took my hand
She danced with me
A sparkle in her eye
A smile upon her lips
She moved her feet
She moved her hips
Restored and reminded
of who I am
I followed her rhythm
and felt like a man
Wished she would stay
Wished it too much
Messed it all up
with anxiety and such
The music has ended
The band has gone home
The floor is in darkness
And I am alone
I still feel the rhythm
I remember the key
I know the secret
to be totally free


November 8th, 2011
Atlanta

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