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Dancing - Inspired By Anne Lise Andresen

I miss dancing with my Daddy, I stepped upon his feet, I held to his legs and round and round in circles he danced with me. I miss dancing with my best friend. We let loose to the jungle beat. Our blood flowing faster as we turned to wild beasts. I miss dancing with my lover, His arms held me tight. I let go of all my tension as we danced beneath the moonlight. Now I dance within my dreams, as I can no other place. No one is here to dance with me, I feel without a place.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 8/17/2012 10:48:00 PM
This poem is concise and very personal...I can imagine the intimacy it strives to communicate.--Ngoc
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Date: 8/16/2012 9:18:00 AM
I salute the pertinence of your insight of dance tho' it's now like a solo dance but not in a hollow cave as you can hear the choruses of hello dancing round your poem. Cheers.
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Date: 8/15/2012 11:42:00 PM
yearning such as this cannot go unattended for vey long Jay - I like the nostalgic & melancholic eroticism of this progression - reminds me of the legend of Lilith - with respect, J.A.B. %
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Date: 8/15/2012 7:36:00 AM
This is really nice. I like how you invoke the great feeling of love of dance.
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Date: 8/14/2012 1:28:00 PM
So happy for inspired you Jay. Moving written poem but sweet memories about your daddy, - Thank you Jay, I will keep it in my fav poems.(SWEET DANCE IS FOR YOU) - oxox love Anne-Lise ;)
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