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"The Dance"
Alphonse Maria Mucha

"One Of Those Nights"

It was one of those nights again...
coming home tired from a days work,
entering my room
with a sullen  and gloomy beat

I made myself a cup of coffee
to ease the pain of hunger
and warm my body in this cold
and rainy September night.
And stood by the window and 
just stare at the empty streets below.

Sad and soft music played in my stereo,
hauntingly sweet and painfully nostalgic,
taking me again to a place, far away…
I closed my eyes and started swaying by.
Savoring every notes of the songs,
Reverberating throughout the room,
And stayed entranced for awhile…

Soothing night breeze
Graced her fingers ‘round my face. 
Moonlight, pale and silvery
Illumined my evening
Of quiet thoughts and solitude
Adding melancholy
to a sojourn down beaten path
of good old memories.
I took a lungful of air
And breathe a sigh,
"It was one of those nights again…"

Then I saw you.
In soft white flowing satin gown,
Right across from where I am.
A smile streak past my face,
And for a moment I stood there,
Just gazing at you… Lovely and Fair,

Then I made it across to where you are
But you stood unmoved, just waiting…
You looked me straight in the eye.
And I thought I’d never saw a pair of star
Looking down at me so close, so near
I can almost touch its brightness.

Will you dance with me?
Will you dance with me?
I whispered softly

And you just motioned towards me,
wrapped your hands around my neck
And laid your head upon my chest…
Your body so warm and so soft,
So close to mine.

And we started dancing
Like we never danced before.
Slow and tender, graceful and sweet
And time just stood still,
as we finally kissed… full of passion

It was one of those nights again
Where I’m missing you so much
And played out this scene on and on
Pretending you were there, waiting
But only in my mind…

Ah, one of those nights again... 

Poem Copyright © 1999 by Vic Manzanal
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