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Today, I was told to look up. All of us have our heads down so often, we miss so much. We walk down the street and run into someone and don...

Monday, May 18, 2020

Sorry, I don't dance

It started with a bursting flame
And ended with a knife hidden under the mattress
A forbidden kiss that sealed our fate
A fear that turned my blood cold
He was filled with darkness
Though he shone like porcelain
Was this love, or possession?
Was this fate, or trap?
Did I stumble into his arms?
Or did he place the wire?
He was life and life was he
Nothing else existed
I danced around him forever
Like the Moon dances around the Earth
But he told me he didn't dance
What a shame it is to put such strong legs
To waste
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