As life moves at a quicker pace,
separation is a spectre
that not far away looms.
One day you look around
and your partner isn’t there.
Once again, you find yourself
stuck in between dances somewhere.
Sometime love leaves you
and you’re stranded on a loveless shore.
Never knowing which way to go anymore.
You feel lost and lonely
in between dances once again,
but all the time you’re hoping
you can get up and dance again.
3 February 2008
Oh boy! ....I can relate to this one...AND I can't 'Dance' so I double doomed: O)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Here's to enjoying the dances where and when we may. Thanks David.