By Thendontre
Date: 26 December 2000
Once more...
Jus my luck it would seem
to see her with her back to me.
Supple grace in motion.
Poetry of the walking world
Music in her halted stance.
My worst fear,
should she see me watching.
Too entranced not to..
Damn she has jus seen
before i could flee.
Her smile now beckons me..
With dread mixed with hope
mostly dread
mostly hope
I begin the dance
again....
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