Like blue food colouring drops in a glass of clear water
Moving like piece of velvet caught in the wind
He was dressed in the finest silks
Ember threads danced with indigo fabric
Rippling on his flawless skin
He inhaled the crowds expectations
And breathed a sweet word softly against the air
With all the force of a heartbroken child
And every heart melted
Like thick chocolate on a summer sidewalk
A natural high brought on by love
He moved into the crowd
And tripped on the first step
Falling ass over teakettle
And the spell was broken
And the crowd laughed
And time started again
No feelings of twisting velvet
No magic and mimicry
No melted chocolate
Another day
Another dollar
And a man in overly flamboyant clothing.
"Whoa, doesn't that guy look weird?"
"I dunno. I think it looks good"
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