Tuesday, September 15

If I Am Going To Be Water

And what if I am dancing with everyone
What if all I have wanted this whole time on earth is to move with abandon, twirl around and feel the weight lift

What if the dancing makes the puddling on the floor farther away for a moment


Alone, sure

Fine.


But with a someone…

To be fools together

To feel a weight lift from two souls


Yeah you can step on my feet

Don’t worry I’ll catch you 

No, it’s fine, we don’t have to know what we’re doing


I think I would always rather people think whatever they will


So I’m gonna dance

If not with my someone, then with everyone

Because I have puddled on the floor

And if I’m going to be water

I’d rather be humidity in air and sweat on skin 

Hard fought with a good time


I’m not sure I can wait on you to catch up if you want to pool around my ankles asking me not to dance

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