Saturday, September 29, 2012

It's funny
How sorrows melt
When dancing.
Because songs
Transcend the moment
And remind of
Other little moments
And memories
That aren't reachable.
So one grows sad.

But then a hand
Reaches out,
Attached to a friend
And his smiling face.
"Would you care to dance?"

At the start,
Your smile is fake,
An act.
But then it becomes
real.

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