My feet take the floor
As I take his hand
The faces I see
Are like grains of sand
So many people
And I'm with him
So many dancers
And he's my partner
A stranger
No one
Someone I will forget tomorrow
It's not my dress
My hair
The songs that play
It's not the talent
The flare
That makes today
A day
To remember
Today
Would be better
With you
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Random Poetry
PoetrySometimes poetry just bleeds out of me. Funny poetry, serious poetry, poetry that has good meter and complicated stuff, or poetry that's just a jumble of rhyming words. <Note: The first 20 or so are MOSTLY old poems, kinda light and silly and f...
