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She Dances

she dances
in my dreams
with beauty, grace
tight lace wrapped around her shoes

she dances
through the air
passion burning
in every move

she dances
when no one’s around
for herself
because, she wants to

she dances
in far away lands
her toes, knees, feet, hands
one body of pure, movement

she dances
I dance, we dance
our fragile hearts
to the same steady beat

she dances
the world watching now
unstoppable
she goes where she pleases, and when she goes

she dances
the one from my dreams
dances
with me

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