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Always Dancing in the Dark

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .

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Just you and me,

he whispered so close,

just you and me -

in a world of love and romance.

He gave her roses,

with the scent of the sweetest perfume,

a glittering bauble or two,

but she said -

all she wanted was to be held close.

As he held her,

he whispered of his love,

always near and always dear.

Love by scented candlelight,

their love in full bloom,

as the sun set and twilight came.

Nothing like holding tight,

dancing in the dark,

dancing close,

just the two of them -

expressing their undying love.

Now and forever,

dancing in the dark,

dancing till the morning light,

it was never clearer,

that their love,

sparked flames,

that lit up the night sky.

They left behind,

blazing trails,

that made the broken hearted cry,

never knowing such love.

Hand in hand,

kisses full of fire and longing,

nights of passion,

leaving smoldering embers,

as the dawn broke,

on and on -

dancing in the dark.

© 2018 Gypsy Rose Lee

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