you don’t want my charleston,
my waltz or my shimmy,
but you keep drowning me with
your jive.
my waltz or my shimmy,
but you keep drowning me with
your jive.
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dancing.
Published by missmondaymonday
I’m an old-soul fiction writer (fictionista, if you will)/blogger/poet/library stalker/sincere bookworm with an abiding love for my fro, museums, traveling, Idris Elba, and Lupita Nyong’o. That kinda rhymes, doesn't it? Did I mention that I was a poet? Bonjour and bienvenue. Stay a while, won't you? View all posts by missmondaymonday
