Thursday Poetry: Dancing Shoes

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empty room

Dancing Shoes

 

Someone else’s moments

Become mine

In a vacated room  

Alive with the crisscross

Of sunlit reflections  

And the click of dancing shoes.

Yes, I‘ll have some more punch.

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