Wednesday, August 21, 2013

The Dance (poem)


I am listening to the song
Making me think of you
It doesn't take long
For my feet to move
Hypnotized in a trance
As my hips begin to sway
Sweeping me up in a dance
As your memory comes to play
 I move to the rhythm
Consumed by my heart's desire
Every thought of you
Lifting me higher
Not wanting the moment to end
I hit repeat and play the song again




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