Spun on an axis
gyrated about in orbit
cheek pressed to neck
nape of back pulled in by a hand

Connected by skin and warmth of
blood coursing through veins
dating back to ghosts of
Argentinian lovers
who once wore hats
black shirts, dresses
dancing in parks
accompanied by men
playing concertinas and violins

An helix, spun about
held together
by hands and arms
a reconstruction of the dance
between the cracks of our skin
a tango of
building blocks
helixes, maps of our being

An elegant dance
forever spinning on wood floors
dusty grounds of parks
the spaces within ourselves


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