Our dance

 

I forget why we tried
to learn how it goes,
supposed our lives
would fall into step

like that bridal couple
on top of the cake,
locked in a waltz
ankle-deep in icing.

But I could only let go
on my own – and you
never had enough space
on the dance floor.

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Katerina Neocleous has been published or is forthcoming in the following poetry journals: Haiku Quarterly, Orbis, Equinox, Obsessed With Pipework, Weyfarers, The Cannon's Mouth, Clear Poetry, The Dawntreader, Ink, Sweat & Tears, The Open Mouse, Shot Glass Journal. She is a Home Educator and settled in North West England.

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