Little/A Lot

What little dance this is

holding hands, nodding heads

your favourite songs

are the same as mine.

What big world we are

like mighty clouds

o'er benign planet

with golden lining

and silver sky.

Now we rain on humble land softly breaking, quiet crash

fingers parting

the stars- they pout

What big love is this

fancy once, fool me twice your favourite lies are the ones I like.

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-samjam Again, this is a poem I started months ago that I finished today. haffun reading. Toodles!