waxwings Posted March 27, 2010 Share Posted March 27, 2010 Your playfull smile, your lovely face spoke of a chance I would not miss while music lingered on in space. I went along at headlong pace and did not see the artifice beneath that smile upon your face. The dance was fire, your cool grace a challenge I could not dismiss while music banished time and space. Your castanettes made my heart race; they tolled my fate, my Nemesis, that taunting smile, that dazzling face, a deadly flame wrapped up in lace. To hold you was a treacherous bliss while music sobbed and filled the space and left my heart an empty place for you lured someone else to kiss that playful smile, that lovely face while music lingered on in space. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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