It's The Way You Move
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It's the way you move,
like fire given form,
every step a spark,
every turn a storm.
Your body speaks
what words cannot hold,
a language of heat
and rhythm untamed.
In your dance,
I see the world unravel,
all boundaries burned,
all reason consumed.
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