will you dance the fandago
when dreaming stops your dreams
and the world feels rococo
projecting wild schemes
while what you want is adagio
but your feelings go to extremes
whimsical forms not in a row
colorless streams
stepping through guano
society full of deems
your body molded dough
having no seams
in tempo tiptoe
from shadows to gleams
will you dance in a riverflow
full with sinful themes-
©gilly20200910
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