Unseasonable Spell

Come play with me

like it’s spring

and the windows

have just been opened;

let the fresh breeze of me in

to freshen up your spirit.

Twirl me to the music,

pretend I’m singing on key,

strum the dusty chords,

set the music free.

Turn up the volume

on the stereo,

let our dances turn zany,

until the stifled screams inside

turn to laughter and escape.

Smile at me

with your eyes

because you can’t help it.

Let’s get intoxicated

with the mere thrill

of living again.

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