The DanceA Poem by The SpaniardAn older one I wrote about a relationship that has lost it's passion.What eludes me is this... How you circumvent Dancing your ballet of seeming ignorance.
While I'm left watching your brilliant movements, Too much in awe to feel dissapointment.
But it's when Im alone that I notice the holes, The empty and the transposed.
It's probably nothing, But my nagging heart wishing,
That I could have what I've been missing. © 2009 The SpaniardReviews
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14 Reviews Added on February 7, 2008 Last Updated on November 6, 2009 AuthorThe SpaniardWestfield, MAAboutI am a singer/songwiter and self proclaimed poet. I sing for a band in the western mass. area called Independent Idiot (if you wanna ask what that means contact me and I'll tell you). I have been .. more..Writing
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