Dance with me tonight, like we used to do under the moon after sneaking out in the summer time. Dance with me, hold me close, like we did on those cool September days after school in the park. Dance with me, keep me warm, like we loved in the winters snowy mornings when school was canceled. Dance with me, kiss me as the sun comes up like we did in the early spring out in the meadows. Dance with me, one last time, please...
I thought, at one time, that this could simply all exist for one special person. That was a huge mistake, this is for everyone to find meaning in. Take what you will how you will, enjoy or not, all of that is up to you. I can create what I am inspired to and leave it here in hopes someone will find this feeling that it is for them and only them, while the anyone can feel this way and understand the point - finding meaning in yourself. If you've found this, I love you even more.
Monday, August 20, 2012
The Seasonally Dances we Shared
Dance with me tonight, like we used to do under the moon after sneaking out in the summer time. Dance with me, hold me close, like we did on those cool September days after school in the park. Dance with me, keep me warm, like we loved in the winters snowy mornings when school was canceled. Dance with me, kiss me as the sun comes up like we did in the early spring out in the meadows. Dance with me, one last time, please...
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