Love Dance
What we have
is beautiful.
It is lovely,
the way we dance.
Waltzing through
our lives,
perfect partners
for the music.
We’ve stepped on toes,
bumped shoulders,
spun the wrong way
at times.
But each time,
whether we laughed or cried,
we’ve kept the dance
alive.
And now,
our song has ended.
We must bid each other
a sad farewell.
I will miss you,
my love.
I will miss your
way of dancing,
the way you glided along,
so peaceful,
so relaxed,
and so
lovely.
There's nothing like the last
There's nothing like the last dance!
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Very melodic and refreshing to read. Cheers..
Ken Carroll
Very nice :)
Very nice :)
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