A birthday dedication dance,
with heavy feet and hindered thinking
crushes the nimble soul of joyful music,
and leaves me to the beast.
Your magic still knows me best
You bring razor exactness
to my counting.
You make my midnight
as bright as sunrise;
And I struggle to dance for you?
dance for you this night of ringing spirits?
Forgive me, my love
For it is not for lack of joy.
You have created pools
of joy and love song
and daylight
and delight.... deep within
the inner workings of my very being.
However,
That sweet sweet maddening exultation
Has come at the grave price of heavy feet
unfit for dancing,
But perfect enough for treading lightly.
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