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Adagio by Gail Ghai A slow and leisurely (manner): often used as a musical direction.

That’s the way he first danced with me, adagio, slow and leisurely, never releasing the fans of my hands, or palms of his palms, and when our hip bones found each other, they were hooks locking as we one-two stepped together in a circle tight as titanium. There was no bone talk of calcium and cartilage, marrow or matrix, no grind, no scrape, no tension, only soft oozing of breaths, fingers, tongues trying to tie themselves together like a bundle of hay, a cluster of stars, a bunch of matchsticks, flame red on the tips, waiting for the lick, split, strike of fire.

Sunday Repose by Alan King Say the wind leans against a tree, laughing at an eager sun peaking at us through Venetian clouds. Both of us slow dancing to Al Green in the background. The dance of lavender and jasmine around the room. Some men might call me a fool for loving one woman. Some even called my youth a field of wild flowers. Said I could’ve been a bee pulled by the promise of something sweeter. Then I recall the fable. A dog tricked by its reflection in the water. The splash of something lost forever. I’ve still got your head on my chest, fingers lost in belt loops. Your smile, open like dew-soaked morning glories. Al singing, All I need.

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