stonepoem : poems & poetry

Dancing in parallel,
me and the snowglobe girl.
Tilting my axis,
beautifully unsettled,
everytime.

She is magnified,
glass clean and artic pure,
An enchantment.

All I am and all I can be,
balanced like a leaf,
on a fairground rail,
change and motion stirred.
Just watching the flow.

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