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Like a sweet child in ballet
 toe steps glide across the archway,
A graceful pirouette holding breath and heartbeat
 balanced then suddenly rising like modern athletes.

A rhythmic cadence hustles across the days
 when life is simple and living all game play,
Then the day waltzes methodic 3/4  weeks
 sashaying manic tango pause then slips away piqued.

The merengue drags bodies closely touched
 sweeping lags across the room in two quarters clutched,
bolero sharps and turns spinning like the fading years
 lost in the frenzy of living fast and freely shed tears

A twisting stomp to slap  the earth
  quick tarantella wild winds giving birth,
a shuffle into polonaise gentle and lullaby eyes
 slides to rest in minuet reprieves and haunting cries.

Too soon the days are months turned to years
 and decades lost to the aging cheers,
gone is the youth of preset times
 lost but not forgotten holding their prime.

Like the dance that stirred our spirits long ago
 dream and memory holds steady in life's shows,
there is no end for life's pawn,
 the dance lives forever a youthful swan.

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