The Waltz
When the doors moan,
And the floors creak,
We dance.
Lively, lovely steps-
Never take a break,
We dance.
Skin and bone,
And all those humanly things,
We no longer need.
We dance.
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When the doors moan,
And the floors creak,
We dance.
Lively, lovely steps-
Never take a break,
We dance.
Skin and bone,
And all those humanly things,
We no longer need.
We dance.
The repetition is amazing. Overall great poem.
Beautiful!
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