I should've told you
while you were
dancing in the rain
The way you were
so into the rhythm
and my moves
didn't fit your beat.
I fell hard when I danced
whenever the thoughts
of you arises
That maybe we would be
a perfect partners for ballet,
a ballet of feelings and emotions
N.I
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Dead Poets
Poetry"Poets are among the damned, cursed to commiserate over their loss, to reach with outstretched hands-" -Lang Leav
