We dance circles around each other.
Making eye contact now and then.
Smiling, giggling like 2-year-olds.
Making flirty remarks to each other.
We promise.
We try not to fall.
But in the end one of us does.
In our little dance of love.
Usually me.
And you're never there to catch me.
Like a good partner should.
I hit the floor.
And I hit it hard.
I pick myself up, dust myself off,
and we start the dance over again.
Together we may struggle
but without you all I feel is pain.
Sometimes I may seem
You used me.
I thought you were the key,
But the truth is that you used me,
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met,
but yet I feel compassion for them.<
It's the touch that gives you comfort.
It's the touch that makes you feel.
It's s
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
This feeling inside, I cannot hide.
This feeling inside, I can't deny.
Have you ever met someone you think about
every night and every day,
someone so b
Eyes glare of
the unexpected
staring far too long
the person that
It's getting late, I must go
I had a beer where did it go
I had to pee. I know it
