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  • Waltz with me down the night,
    Waltz with me in furbelow petticoats up in the roadway straightaway in its starlit zigzags of gone gas,
    Let us hitch our plans to the moons,
    Driving on nothing but the universe streaks.

    Carom with me through bouncing balls by Saturn-like arches, slices, moons, strands of DNA, astronomical throughways, send signals to me as we waltz our spectacular earthbound hours, uplifted to the roller-coasters and time spans of the dance.

    Waltz flowers, waltz earth, sit us awhile.

    Waltz us angels, forever our safekeeping.

    (Photo by Susan, August 4, 2013)
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