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Aug 2013
the world spins
towards eternity
while you spin on stage
beautiful
pulsing with the lights and
the music
I lay in the crowd
making faces at shadows
hoping someone would notice
eyes like magnets
pulled in your direction
dancing
laughing
the world spins and spins
but seems still
while we make eye contact
I can't look away
I am riveted to your
eyes
magnets pulled to coin
but only for
moments before
you glance away and
lean close into
a luckier man
than me

the world never
stops spinning
no matter how
beautiful the
still life may be
Written by
Craig Verlin  San Francisco
(San Francisco)   
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