Dancing To A Different Drum…

My life is bound by the choices I’ve made
Threaded through the pages of my mind
An open book for those who care to read
My flowing thoughts are rarely confined

My dreams, they toss and turn me
Gentle slumber rarely comes
I run circles around my energy
And dance to a different drum

Silent contentment hides in the abyss
I ricochet off its shield
From time to time I catch a glimpse
Tho never entirely revealed

A special soul with content eyes
Can admire my whimsical grace
We two shall be immortalized
Dancing through shared space


Age 35

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