Thursday, July 24, 2008

Dance

Dance
We meet mid-way, causally, unplanned.
No ulterior motives, face to face, we stand.
Innocent – priceless, so rare yet so real.
Nothing to hide, no need to conceal.
Dance, we dance, together we sway,
In tempo at last,‘til one turns away.
No parting words, no explanation.
Tenderly aware of our situation.
Trying to hide, conceal short glances,
My place on the side, while another one dances.

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