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The Dance
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The Romantic Bard I am silenced
By words of heart
Spoken on wings of dreams.
I miss the rush of winds
The splatter of soft brushstroke color
Finding form on empty canvas.
The dance of star kissed souls
In careless flight of cloudless skies.
The taste of passion's fire and
Temptation's sweetest breeze...
Slowly filling me
To overflowing.
I miss the voices
The poet's ache.
The seaside cocktail.
The endless peak.
The ageless mountain.
The fingertip bruise
Of memory.
But, I will never replace
The crimson dream
Of a timeless dance
And a magical tune
And my dream of heart
'Neath the palest moon.
