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Dancing With No Music

“Slow, slow, quick step.

Slow, slow, quick step.

That’s it just keep repeating that!”

He’s nervous. It's cute.

He’s doing well.

Those eyes they speak volumes.

A ring of beautiful blue surrounds

The perfect black circles that are

The windows to his soul

I long for the moment our eyes meet again

Maybe he will see.

With every step I get a little closer.

To falling, tripping, stumbling.

For the most amazing

Creature to walk into my life

“Slow, slow, quick step.

Slow, slow, quick step.”

Falling in love.

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Oct 12, 2010
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