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I miss you in my arms- because you were not just the dancer, you were also the dance. There is no music without you, there is no sway. There is no mambo, there is no slow dancing, There is no your-heart beating here. Now there is only one, when there were two. Now there is a hollow circle where my arms surround, when the round circling had been filled. The dance is gone, and you are gone. I hope that the day will come when you return, to dance. |
Copyright ©2022 Ashi Shadow - 11/30/22
On Juilee, listen to "how does love find it’s way in the dark" by Dominique Pruitt
Added “to dance” at the end reluctantly since some readers may not feel the completeness of the ending otherwise.
The words "one, when there were two" is about hearts.