Dance With Me
When in music, this fair love, dances
See, see and miss not, how sweetly breeze
The nerves and curves of a smile-
That when these eyes o’ mine I cast
And pick, freely, the movement of time-
Hmm, how that fleeting glory seduces me!
Copyright © Ernesto P. Santiago | Year Posted 2008
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