Life rhythms

Inside lives
the beauty of a great longing.
Rhymes chords,
songs to the bend.
Little girls
as women together
in the night sometimes increase.

I walk, I might
frivolous, roads,
Dancing with the soul devils,
or angels.

Depend on the day:
here the time the chains on.
I'm so like a cat
slippery ice.
Froze from the cold
winter evening.
Ice skating sustainable
time,
writing test
what can it achieve?
I quite like dancing
the fire flame,
wild and free
the wind.
Shackles of the second
I do not tolerate the inside.