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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores 
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My Dance Card Is Empty ~Marge Tindal~ 1999 The arms that once surrounded me, now hold someone new. I miss the closeness of your touch, and yes, I still miss you. In leaving your arms I learned, that love isn't always what one believes. Now someone else is waltzing in arms that once held me. I'll wait for the next dance and hope you will know, This heart is waiting for you, if the music plays real slow. Just ask and I will check my dance card and see, if I have one more dance left, just for you and me. ------------------------------------------- A waltz, a fox trot a tango or two ... Come on Balladeer ... I'll trip the light fantastic with you. ~M~ ------------------ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Beautiful Marge  |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Ditto! ------------------ Denise |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Why, Marge, I think I've never had the slightest expectation That I would ever get such a terrific invitation. I've seen the way you move...poetic phrases full of charms I'm not sure I could trust myself to hold you in my arms. What if they played Sinatra or a Mathis from the past? I know my little self-restraint would have no chance to last. I'd say or do some foolish thing through my infatuation I sadly can resist most anything - except temptation. Your head would rest so perfectly right here upon my shoulder And, as the tune intensified, I'm sure I would get bolder. Our moves would be so passionate I know our dance would be a Vertical application of a horizontal idea. I ache to feel the pleasure of my arm around your waist, Your other hand upon my cheek so delicately placed. There's only one dance on your card so please think hard and fast Don't ask to be with me unless you want the dance to last. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Why Balladeer, you could hold me near and never lose a step. Within your arms I'm sure I'd be very adept. So put your arms around my waist, do not waste this chance. Around the floor we will twirl and dance, dance, dance. When the music stops you can sing to me. After all, a Balladeer is what you claim to be. Sofly whisper in my ear, of poetic renderings ... veritcal moods can quickly change to thoughts horizontally. Easy moves for one so bold, to sweep me off my feet. A tune you'll croon ... if you find me sweet. The music's playing take my hand ... let's dance like no one's watching. Let's dance to beat the band ! ------------------------------------------- Oh, lest I forget ... thanks Denise and Hoot. ------------------ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
What a wonderfully big smile you and Balladeer brought to my face, Marge. Such a beautiful and poignant poem that you wrote. Alison |
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