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The Trance and The Dance

Poetry By: Julius Blake

It's a story of a dancer who finds the best dance partner and falls into her trance.

Submitted:Mar 12, 2013    Reads: 67    Comments: 3    Likes: 3   

The Dance and The Trance

Her smile started the dance

And to be quite honest, she was lovely

Off guard by just a glance

Stuck in a trance, she kept me

We did a little dance for a bit

We felt happy, or so I thought

And that was where I got stupid

Stuck in a trance, I was caught

I only danced with she

For my skills were not up to par

But her dance was wanted by many

Many sought her from afar

My brother warned me of her

But the trance was heavy

My morals? Didn't know where those were

All I knew and had ever known was she

But they returned

My senses came back

The trance was still heavy

But my head was back on track

I wanted to dance forever

She couldn't imagine it

Our dances slowly differed

Until we finally split

Then we stopped dancing for a while

And she found a new half

Now much too bitter to smile

I looked at them, still in a trance

I no longer have her

I no longer want to dance

I no longer have to hurt

I'm no longer in her trance


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