Dancing arms flung into the wind
twirling gracefully a lone dandelion seed.
White skirt fully extended, a single
long black leg pointed.
I am a dancing alone,
but I have a partner -
like that tiny puff on the wind
I dance with myself,
for myself.
Every turn is ecstacy,
the spinning sensation
drawn through me,
and I am caught
and carried on the wind.
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