I'll keep dancing on my own

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An evening of past memories
sweet glances of moonlight
such enticement of a thing
turns me although trembling
into a soften breeze

While fences breaks my skin
wind sounds will caress me
drying tears of my sleep
lingering and whispering
hidden in the shadows

Such a stillness in words
as abstract as I paint
hanging by a thin thread
drifting until I see
stars spotlighting on me

Until the music sets fire
and drafts wander free
your true essence shown
I'll keep dancing on my own


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