it takes two to dance into love

I took a step
In September wind
Thrilled by the whirl
In dance with the leaves.
I’m so cold and stiff
Lost the sequence.
How strange it feels
To obey wind’s whispers.
Slow music
Dark around
I felt so comfortable alone.
Just September wind reminds me
It takes two to dance Into love.

I like smoking and drinking
Being stupid and adored.
Forgetful, so hard to follow the life, scripted
Or the sequence has become
Immemorable,
Like broken waves’ tide on the shore.

Not picking up
May be, too high
Too low
So passionate and
Still too careless to contest the storm.
It is September that reminds me
It takes at least two
To make house into home, warm.
Stars light up
The weather’s chilly
I want to get drunk and be silly.
It’s Fall outside
I have memories
And I have pain.
Why did you remind me
That I have feelings
Forcing me back into the game.
I pretended love
I bailed
I tried to make someone happy
And I failed.
I know that my gamble’s wrong,
Too late to catch up.
I’m sorry, mine is a sequence
Of a broken wave.
I thought, I could be happier alone,
But September wind reminds me
That it takes two, to dance
Into love. ;

Yuna
September 19, 2023
New York
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