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Jul 2019
Orange leaves, the bell rung
I saw him and my heart sung
Sharp tunes; a brilliant sonnet
His shadow upon me,
Invited me for a duet
Caught myself humming to the beat
I never thought he'd give me such heat
His defeating stance
Oh, please, invite me to dance
Always two steps back, with two more I follow
The ball was over, winter fell.
There were secrets
He wouldn't dare to tell
Cold glances piercing my heart
He held my hand
Only to use that as a start
The frigid weather with his cold touch
I had never hoped so much
When the coldest day came
I lit a fireplace
He envied the heat.
As quick as a sentence,
He made my chest, again beat
I was surprised by his embrace
Spring came before I realized,
God, what a lovely face
Everything i had fantasized
When he once again invited me for a dance
Against his confident stance, I couldn't stand a chance.
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and so we danced
Murakami
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Murakami  21/F/Vancouver, Canada
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