Disco

 

I see you standing under disco light

The universe readjusts around you

My world moves to create a new center

Particles of dust freeze around your form.

*

You under the trees, a delicate frame

Around your feet dead leaves, hair frames your face

and everything nods in your direction.

*

I see you folded in between the ink,

Hearts that beats around the sound of the quiet.

You almost make me wish I liked disco

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