The Waltz. Poem by Marshall E Gass

Lips and kiss don't rhyme
but neither does love and hate
Sorrow and pain seem elegant
and together accept their fate

Love and laughter have elegance
a waltzy unified dance
an embrace of happy togetherness
not left to anyones chance

Meetings and partings are similar
they stand in opposite twirl
It takes but a little adjustment
to keep it all in a swirl

Whatever the reason or rhyme may be
Two people are waltzing and free
One must be careful to keep to the tune
for the other to swing in with me!

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