The Dance
We are experts at the dance of drawing near
And you lift your hand, as though my hand to touch;
I approach this lovely dance with lingering fear,
For I simply cannot swing into this trust.
You are expert at the dance of drawing near,
Yet I fear to take your hand, t'would be too much;
I slide away from the promise of this dance,
With fancy moves I memorize, then enhance.
Copyright © Deb Radke | Year Posted 2011
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