Dance with Me?

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I used to think that it didn't take two to live, better to fly alone

That may be the truth for some, but I'm getting sick of dancing solo

With one look, your stark eyes, play that familiar melody on my heart

Shielding myself from your stares, piercing the skin with intense love so sharp

I can't hide from needs much longer, without you, I can't finish this tango

Kiss my red lips with passion, our fire will fuel this eternal show

Count, step, embrace me on the floor, sweep me on stage, we can dance through tomorrow

3/2/13

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