The Dance

May 30, 2012
By mwurzer4 DIAMOND, Rochester, New York
mwurzer4 DIAMOND, Rochester, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"Thou! thy truest type of grief is the gently falling leaf."
-Edgar Allan Poe

It vibrates through my body,
Pounds the same incessant beat.
The music may be shoddy,
But I’m dancing and moving my feet.
And then he’s next to me,
And then he’s holding me close,
No idea who he may be,
But he doesn’t know my woes.
So for a dance, an hour, or a night,
He’ll be mine and I’ll shine.
For once I’ll surrender the fight.

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