The Sprinting Salsa

I hear the murmur of your soles,

The ends of your feet touching the pavement,

Then darting away, like a sparrow soaring high.


The rhythmic melody of your lungs,

In perfect timing with your murmuring feet.

A music so simple,

But elegant beyond belief.


Your glistening skin.

It sparkles and flickers in the sunlight,

It’s dewdrops salty and cold.


Your body is dancing,

Your toned muscles in perfect timing with the music,

Every inch of you is intertwined.

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