moon dust

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The Dance - Poem by moon dust

When the moon comes up
And the heat of day has long ago faded

When the song is sung
And the crowd grows jaded

When the night stretches across the land
Will I still be there to dance?

When the black chases, chokes and grabs me
And I almost let it have me
When the music of the water rolls on
All the glow long gone
Gasping for air, will I dance on?

When the moon rises and I am lost
In the night, secrets told to me
Tormenting my nights
One short song, one long life

Will I still be there to dance?

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 17, 2009

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