They made up the words as they went along

they sang, and we danced.

The song was some hybrid

of notes and words and laughs and the music of our eyes

maybe we are all insecure in some way

but in that moment we knew who we were

and when we didn't, it didn't matter

because we made it up as we went along.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

an edited version of an old poem

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