the way to dance
i hold your hand
you hold mine and
i signal through
my body that we
move one step for
ward and then two
steps backward and
later for a variation
when we sweat we
move side-wise back
and forth like a leaf
blown by the east
and west monsoons.
in this broad day
light, the moon and
the stars can
be felt by the
locks of our hair
by the tips of
our warm fingers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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