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| The Dance I'm alone quite often, not certain if that's my preference In a world of my own, unable to clain normal as a referenceTto describe what I feel....... Inside I recognize that I am feeling lonely, but not as an end Oh so fearful of the truth, it is expedient to pretend that being alone is not acceptable My heart reassures me that I am only in transition Between tow worlds, searching for a secure postion That will help recognize the dance floor I see souls mocing in perfect unison but having no faces I hear them speaking without voices, to private, quiet places In two harts known only to them To know, to truly undestand the perfect glow of endless love I listen to unchained hearts commune in toungues from abouve Trying to comprehend fulfillment Faceless couples, true love glowing, muxic that echoes in time Unaware of me watching, listening, yearning, they seem sublime To a lonely heart in search of it's final peace They dance through a mist gently enveloping each two Their unison of movement and thought toned with a hue That few comprehend They flow gently through time, oblivious to human doubt Their footprints, like whispers, left behind as a route to one in search of a soul mate To live is to hope that somehow, somewhere beyond lonely To a dance floor of dreams designed for two The music is soft, two hearts, two thoughts becoming one Two souls reach out, touching, knowing their tomrment is done Leaving Footprints Through Eternity Written By My Friend John - 1994 |
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