Friday, 9 October 2020

I do a Dance

 Every now and then,

I do a dance,

That only you would understand,

 An enacted memory that cannot be changed or altered,

Or ever forgotten,


It did not exist before you, 

And it wont disappear now I'm gone,


It's a piece of you

I carry forever,


I see your your smile when my shoulders shake,

I hear your laugh when I wobble my head,

I perceive your  playful pout,

When I looked to you for approval,

And it makes me want to do the dance,

All over again.

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