Dance

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Was I the love of his life…
That man who was always
light on his feet, who
Danced up the steps
like a ballerina to put
love letters in the mailbox
to me; and
Yes, and It would come
eventually,
to share his name
and his life.

15 thoughts on “Dance

  1. Real lover dance in the morning. Dance in the light of afternoon. Real love dance till the star appear and love can be free and wild. A beautiful pom for love and the dance. I’m glad you are content.

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