Dancing with a fever
is never a good idea
still, one cannot help but move
when a certain song slips through
Delirious and dizzy
helplessly spinning to wily ways of a sax
fever or no fever
I must move
Because the crooning voice cannot be denied
especially when the words are each delivered like a beautiful surprise
the throat pregnant with notes
carrying them, loving them into being
Sometimes music can be that good
that I am willing to compromise my center of gravity
lose my balance
and simply dance
Dancing with a fever
is never a good idea
still, succor is more likely to come
when I'm a dancing reeling fool
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