One Year Later

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One year later,
let’s dance
to
that song
that brought
our dusty
hands
together; intertwined
like vines
searching
for
more sunlight,
and waiting for
the raindrops
to
clear our
path.

We get
to
sing
and
prance around
like snowflakes do
after
a light dusting,
so
don’t forget
that one
year later,
we get
to fall
in love
all over again,
and
entice the Autumn
breeze
to keep
our
momentum.

M.C. Davis