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The Gambler's Dance

Roll the dice and watch them fall. Whisper words to those waiting, wanting. Twirl away across the dance floor, taunting me with those eyes and with that carefree sprawl. Embrace the lights and let the music flow, my hands on your hips, your hands on my chest. The tempo slows and time runs into arrest. Hold me in your arms, and don't let go. Sing with me to our favorite song, the melody of the laughing chase that ends in an honest, ardent embrace. Sing with me, dance with me, all night long. Join with me in the gambler's dance, You don't need to join with me at the lips, nor certainly need we join at the hips. (Though if we did, it wouldn't be remiss) Just share with me an airborne kiss; take my hand, take my heart, take a chance.
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Written by
ian-steele
Published
Nov 2, 2014
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To that pretty girl on the other side of the dance floor...

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#love#life#dance#relationship#romance#luck#chance#gamble#dice#gambler
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