One -Lined Poem: Dancing
Tre L. Loadholt

Come, dance naked with me in the glow of the full harvest moon, under the canopy of translucent moonflowers, to the music of summer’s lingering katydids, while the whippoorwills call, and the coyotes howl in the night; while we are still this agile and carefree.

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