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Our Dance

We glide along the floor
hoping this isn't the last
our hands are together
our hearts not even apart
we bow our heads on each other shoulders
appreciating this chance

we follow the slow music
as we move we get closer
our head are touching
our waist were combining
as we took a step at a time
we looked into each others eyes
and kissed
the sunrise was slowly coming up
the two of us stood there
looking into each others eyes
reading each others thoughts
our silhouette dissipating to the floor
and soothing the morning light





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cmoney1996 said...
Jun. 10, 2009 at 12:30 am
This was a great poem check mine out called Marriage or check out WHY name is Christian S
 
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