Dance

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Dance

He doesn't even know,
That when he danced with me,
It was the best part of my life,
That when we danced,
It was like magic
That he couldn't feel.
It's what makes me fall asleep,
When my mind is too restless,
And my body is too tired.

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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

StarDreamer’s Poems (24)

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What You Said 0
What I Have To Do 0
Can't Even See Me 0
Dance 0
Haunted Eyes 0
Unfinished Poem 0
You're NOT 0
Hurt 0
You Say 0
Little Girl 0
Don't Hold Back 2
If You Saw 2
Pushed Away 0
Misunderstood -2
Fade 0
I Won't 0
Little Girl 0
Don't Hold Back 0
Bottle It Up 1
Quiet 0
Her Smiles Don't Last 0
Night Creature 0
My Sister Always Told Me 0
Never Perfect Enough 0