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Jan 2013
You know the twists my tongue will take
The angel feints, the devil’s fake
In the mind of a wayward romance
Crashing, Jumping, Dodging, Loving, Laughing, Breathing
And the ways we move, your kiss, it leads.

A tangled dress, a trail behind
I’ll take the trail, despite I’m blind
On a road to a peril, a chance
Halos, Darkness, Angel Kisses, Devil’s Beds And
We will dance, you see, and pause, rewind.

I know the twists your tongue will take
The devil feints, the angel’s fake
Of the heart of a beaten romance
Beating, Meeting, Crying, Kneeling, Facing, Running
To the time of chaos, void of God.

I feel as though we dance in step
A tune to break, instead of keep
So perhaps I can stop tapping my feet,
At least for a little while.
Please, cease the music.
Tru Baker
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