Who Is Still Counting Pi Anyway?
7.18.2010
Hole in the Wall
My hand,
Confident on the small of your back,
As we listen to the harmonies keep,
The spaces between them perfect,
Like middle school dancers.
And we laughed at how odd it was,
For our bodies to briefly match our minds.
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