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Oct 2012
And for the thousandth time tonight
you dance in the flickering light
and everytime the beam crosses your face
I can see that you are lost in the moment

Your slender body
moving gracefully to the music
Your hair whirling in rhythm
reminding me of autumn winds

And you become one
with the beating of the drums
with the soft guitar sounds
and the never-ending pulse

And I just sit here waiting
Waiting for a glance
Waiting for a single word
And for the longing to fade
fade into pain.
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   Mike Essig and Emily Tyler
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