Sunday, November 23, 2008

1847. Picturing the Past in Dance


Snuggled warmly under covers
I'm not the first to dash to class
Early on a chilly Sunday morning
Especially as my cat in a curl
On the pillow beside me is purring
I'm too much enjoying bed's soft textures
Feelings like these will not help me
Get back to stage performance
It's a good thing I got pictures
When I had the chance


Life in San Francisco

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