Tango.

two left feet
and one in my mouth
we do not tango
like we used to
all my moves are
used up
your skirts, no longer twirl
when I spin you around
and when our skin
touches
my hand on your thigh
you smirk
and spin away again.

-hb
5:49 a.m.
feb. 20, 2001

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