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I'm not a good dancer Sure, I can write a waltz I can record the movements in a million ways The guy, In a fancy tuxedo Smile wide as ever on his face The girl, In a strapless dress Maybe it's white The guy, With his one hand On her delicate waist, The other Holding her hand, Keeping her anchored and safe The girl, With her one hand On his strong shoulder, The other Holding his hand, Relying on him to lead The guy, Feet moving in time The girl, Feet moving time The guy, Raising his arm For a graceful spin The girl, Allowing herself To be turned and rotated The guy, Passion in his eyes An ever-growing love The girl, Kindness in her eyes An ever-growing devotion The guy, Bringing her down For a spectacular dip The girl, Scared to death He's going to drop her But knowing all the same He won't let her fall The guy, Slowly lowering his lips The girl, Smiling and kissing him They were finally happy I can't dance I know every move, Every feeling But, when I get on that floor, I just get clumsy It's too bad, really Because I would have liked For that to be you and I Someday
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Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 8:50 PM UTC
I Cried While Writing this Poem....
I'm not a good dancer Sure, I can write a waltz I can record the movements in a million ways The guy, In a fancy tuxedo Smile wide as ever on his face The girl, In a strapless dress Maybe it's white The guy, With his one hand On her delicate waist, The other Holding her hand, Keeping her anchored and safe The girl, With her one hand On his strong shoulder, The other Holding his hand, Relying on him to lead The guy, Feet moving in time The girl, Feet moving time The guy, Raising his arm For a graceful spin The girl, Allowing herself To be turned and rotated The guy, Passion in his eyes An ever-growing love The girl, Kindness in her eyes An ever-growing devotion The guy, Bringing her down For a spectacular dip The girl, Scared to death He's going to drop her But knowing all the same He won't let her fall The guy, Slowly lowering his lips The girl, Smiling and kissing him They were finally happy I can't dance I know every move, Every feeling But, when I get on that floor, I just get clumsy It's too bad, really Because I would have liked For that to be you and I Someday
Ahhhhhhh today has not been good. Old feelings resurfacing, seeing some weird things, I'm just not in the greatest mental state. Life ***** pretty much :(
carachristie
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Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 8:50 PM UTC
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