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Apr 2017
I tapped on your door
To get your attention
And you opened it partially
I tiptoed in

You started humming to me
Beautiful music
And my steps became more sure
Less trepidation as they hit the floor

And your wings stretched,
your music, it roared
My feet twirled,
seeing you, I soared.

But you started beating the air
Way too fast
My legs started shaking
But I was still trying to dance

But I slipped and fell
On the marble where I'd used to fly
I stretched my hand to you for help
But all the music had died

You'd walked out of the door
I was left locked in
Bet you hadn't seen me dance
To whatever music you used to bring

If you'd just gazed once
I'd have have danced to anything.
I would've danced for you, hon
But you forgot to sing
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