Like dance with me ...a tap ...and a run as if colt...
Like Dance with me
A tap by feet
You whence came
Calling a songy flight
me sees dance like a golden morn
In your blue blue dense moist eyes
As if You there
Like an Awesome tune
Washed by silver sparkle
Call me so ethereal...
As if dreams like a sleep You in me give a seed
As if in Your free blue white You mine poetry breed...
And me sure like a white colt
Takes on the ups of downs
And downs so Uphill of the Road
As if my run becomes by You so generated...