The Dance

The Dance

A Poem by Thief of Nightmares

As I dance with you,
Nervous and Sweating,
And stare in your eyes so blue,
My heart is aching,
To say that I love you,
But as we were dancing,
and I hoping that you liked me, too
I couldnt help but thinking,
That I had bitten off more than I could chew.
Suddenly we start talking,

Its like the night has begun anew,

My pulse stops racing,

I dont feel like I'm wearing brick shoes,

 

But like all good things, it must come to an end,

I thank you for dancing,my heart I must fend

 

For in my mind, I'm still dancing with you

© 2008 Thief of Nightmares


Author's Note

Thief of Nightmares
Ignore Grammar, Spelling, Etc.Suggestions on how to improve it plz

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This poem is seriously amazing! I love the way its written and the way it sounds when I read it aloud!

Posted 16 Years Ago


Better than the last one . by a lot ! i love the last line, "for in my mind i'm still dancing with you . So cute !


Posted 16 Years Ago



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Thief of Nightmares
Thief of Nightmares

Boston, MA



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Dweller of the shadow realm. Teenager. Hopelessly in love with a girl who doesn't know I exist.I have terrible grammar and spelling. Roman Catholic. Norse Mythology.Is it copyright to move poems you w.. more..

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