Charelle Lewis

The Dance

The sun sets on the moon,
Under my belly button,
Makes me immortal again

My soul scatters across the desert plains,
Volcano's spew one last time
Birthing immortal memories,
Forever will the heart dance
To beautiful colors of the outside

Form the dance of History
Hides the truth
Of the circulation of life, and its confusions

Forever will we question,
The value of mobility
Everlasting mobility

Yet,
Together

They will make it through





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