The Tango And The Finale... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

the symbol of our
years is the tango

as i advance my steps
you retreat

people clap
we are as beautiful

as a pair of
love birds inside a

cage of silver with
gold engravings

containing the date and
the exact hour of

our union, going back
as you advance i too

retreat, that is the
rule of fire and water

i touch you, you twirl
the eye signals

powerful, as words turn
inutile, we walk with

with pomp and dignity
and you bend to rise

and be with my arms
again finally and people

clap because we are
having that perfect timing

the grace of this union
the pomp of counted steps

until we get exhausted
as i let you go

and then i find you
looking at another direction.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 28, 2012

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