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You take my hand, and we begin to spin, The whole world flying past in a flurry. All my focus is on you at this moment; Eyes glowing like pure joy ignited a fire. You live for the risk, never fully indulged. Willing myself to be present for an instant, I cannot help but wonder how you see me now, An anguished face contorted, fear crawling Like spiders in the wrinkles, eyes shut tight. Squeezing the blood out of your hand, Praying things will return to the tired routines Of a life well planned, yearning to be still, As you gleefully twirl me on.  A dancing devil.
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Dec 31, 2010
Dec 31, 2010 at 12:18 PM UTC
Never Well Enough Prepared
You take my hand, and we begin to spin, The whole world flying past in a flurry. All my focus is on you at this moment; Eyes glowing like pure joy ignited a fire. You live for the risk, never fully indulged. Willing myself to be present for an instant, I cannot help but wonder how you see me now, An anguished face contorted, fear crawling Like spiders in the wrinkles, eyes shut tight. Squeezing the blood out of your hand, Praying things will return to the tired routines Of a life well planned, yearning to be still, As you gleefully twirl me on.  A dancing devil.
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