Cheek To CheekA Poem by PeteListen to music religiously, as if it were the last strain you might hear. - Thoreaubreakdancing on my soul i float above this cruel, uncaring city my feet never touching the hard, callous ground picking up life's winning lottery ticket without ever bending down as i travel to the oasis of the park on the winsome wings of sound along this narrow corridor of musique mystique not for the melodiously meek dancing with myself cheek to cheek © 2021 PeteAuthor's Note
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