Dance Me

Let Your Mind Dance On  by Laura Botsford

For where is love best if not beginning from within

For where is love best if not beginning from within

Oh that my mind danced freely somewhere outside this glass box,

I know that it is so, where birds fly and wind blows

Where we are loosened, and unfettered, scented in Heaven

Guiding

Gliding above the shadows on the ground,

In  bell sounds, and footsteps of a lover coming up the stairs

Calling my name in a softer gentler sound

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