They dance against a winter's sky,
naked, like two jaded lovers,
heads tilted back
arms intertwined,
is it a minuet
or a tango?
The snow may swirl,
but the music is theirs,
and they'll never tell.
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Picture and Poem: A Dance of Trees
They dance against a winter's sky,
naked, like two jaded lovers,
heads tilted back
arms intertwined,
is it a minuet
or a tango?
The snow may swirl,
but the music is theirs,
and they'll never tell.
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