Last Dance
Sing gently, softly, songs of woe
eventhough love come upon you unaware
takes you dancing on the air
swirling, twirling, hearts arace
passions rising, arms embrace
promises whispered, forever to keep
the music ends, and now you weep
Last Dance
Sing gently, softly, songs of woe
eventhough love come upon you unaware
takes you dancing on the air
swirling, twirling, hearts arace
passions rising, arms embrace
promises whispered, forever to keep
the music ends, and now you weep
Merlyn commented on Last Dance
09-15-2009
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
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