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Dec. 23rd, 2005 | 08:53 pm

walk in
a slight breeze
blowing under the now closed door

take a seat
you know where
you have been here before

let's talk
there is so much to know
silence is always such a bore

it's a dance
you know the routine
your hand in mine, our feet on the floor

one step
me then you
follow my lead, closer ever more

grip tight
you know just how
make me remember like before

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from: arraya
date: Sep. 26th, 2006 08:06 pm (UTC)

You should put your writings on writerscafe.org they are awesome.

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