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Lampshade
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For Print The party is in full swing
with merriment gaining ground from staid
but I stand aloof from the crowd
observing her from behind the lamp shade
This is not the first time I have seen her
we have crossed paths before
and every chance meeting has undeniably
left me wanting more
Sweet music fills the room
as she dances in rhythm to the euphony
her laughter rising above all other
as if aware of my heart’s silent mutiny
Perhaps someday I will find the courage
to walk up and ask her for the next dance
instead of wondering what could have flourished
had I played the game of chance
But alas tonight is not that night
for my inner doubt just would not be swayed
perhaps we will dance another time
tonight I’ll just watch from behind the lamp shade
