this dance we do
is an artwork all it's own.
i smile,
you take my hand.
you lead,
i follow.
i fall,
you catch.
the steps laid out ahead of us
to dance into.
but one wrong rhythm set to your foot
could lead you to breaking the strokes
in which we use to create.
Now, the masterpiece is just a picture,
the dance just a movement.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
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