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“Last Dance”
Contributed by
Lide
on
Saturday, 21st January 2012 @ 06:22:55 AM in AEST
Topic:
fantasy
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It was on a cold breezing Night,
My hands shake from shiver, even though I am well suited.
Here, I sit and wonder it’s a beautiful night, as I alone admires the blue dark night.
The moon light shines upon the blissful, as they gather, to hold hands and starts to dance.
As they all merry, I sit by and watch the joy that brightens the room.
I realize that I am the only one, who has none.
Have I had any, would I wonder about my days that is slipping away,
My wishes to be fulfill leaves me hollow and empty
Is there anyone who would grant me my last dance before my time fades?
And I am forgotten in time, as time demands that I grow old and death demands me to die
Before my time.
I stare off into the distant hallways that lie before me
Then, as I make my way through the hallways for I have chosen a lonely road
I saw her gently making her way, as she passes me by
I became a stranger, as she does not recognizes me
She glimmers like diamond; her graceful smile captivated all who came.
She is above all, beautiful and magnificent
She dresses like a goddess from heaven,
Who came to find a person worth to rest in her,
Graceful bosoms. She is what every man desires,
The wind gently blows her long dark hair; swiftly it moves and lifts.
As the wind blows, her hair covers her mesmerizing eyes
As a protective shield, that is worth more than my whole heart.
She steps into the fray with an innocent look; all who came desires the goddess of love.
The staring glances she gave me; made me numb,
When she made her way towards me,
My heart starts to beat faster, for I know what she wanted
Chatting of humming birds in my ears,
To pour a glass of wine that is sweet for my tongue.
Her lip’s so soft, kind to my lips. Don’t let my eyes be deceive,
Nor, the feeling of my touch of her body be lies.
As we move; my body moves with her,
She leads me to a place where all men desire, yet never had.
The cost to love is the cost of one’s whole heart.
As we dance away into the meadow, she rested on my shoulder,
And she whispered “I choose you before you met me”
She leads me again but only to a place where I truly felt at peace.
A garden of love, where I truly saw her beauty to the fullest.
Her eyes so deep and penetrating my deepest thoughts.
My eyes met her eyes, as we rested. I felt in love with the desires of my own heart
Her touch is a moment of pleasure and peace,
This heart of mine rest with her heart, the warmed of her body calms me from the cold winds.
My last dance with her is above all magnificent and beautiful, for she gave me love that I needed.
Copyright ©
Lide
... [
2012-01-21 06:22:55]
(Date/Time posted on
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