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the dance

I had learned nothing

neither had she

both we danced


around the same old tree


branches struck me forcefully

against the same old face of me


I stepped heavily on her toes

ever so constantly

murmuring sweet nothings in her ear

ever so maliciously


she hid her eyes and her ears and her hand

from every blasphemy

silently silently

so maddeningly silently


a friendship with such a beauty

could never only a friendship to me

ever be



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