We like to slow dance on broken glass
We like to two-step on nails
We like to Cha-cha on glowing embers
We like to waltz right through Hell
We like to fight about stupid crap
And then kiss and cry
We like to check and see we're alive by
By going on a three day drive
We like to play catch with handgrenades
We like to drink poisoned lemonade
We like to pray together
Then go to bed
We like to dream that we were just fine
We like to believe in the stars and the sky
We like to be together no matter the hurt
We like to slow dance on broken glass
We like to two step on nails
OMG!
I cannot sleep, so after hours of surfing the net and thinking over all the 'whys' that cause the lack of sleep I finally decide to catch up on the poet's circle and read the last two lists, I open the last list Imiss, click this link, read the title, do a mental rool of my eyes thinking "oh god not a love poem right now fuck love" and then the first line hits me in a wave of shivers down my entire being! I seriosuly stopped to comment without finishing the rest of the poem....I almost don't even want to read the rest, I have projected my entire reality into that one line. it is just beautiful.
Much Love
Ashley
WOW
WOW thank you very much for that. I am glad that my poem touched you in that powerful of a way. Thank you
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