The partner has left her, the floor steps in for the last dance.
Cutting a different type of wood.
Floor supports the dreams.
Expressing yourself loudly in the sun.
Her mouth is so far from her toes.
Fathers should look in the mirror.
The body bends well paper creases.
Left arm all the way down right arm on its way.
With so many headed what will they do.
Tenderly fingers hold head and shoulder of one’s love.