Those Two Graceful Dancers
Those two graceful dancers
I stay in place and see
Filled with great emotions as they swirl across the stage
I stay and ponder, is it just for me?
Or do they fill another's heart
With the same pleasurable warmth and glee?
Do they go from flower to flower
Like the laborious and curious bee?
As they slide across the floor next to me
I stay watching and plea
With a smile on my face
Don't let this feeling flee
"I love thy shine, I love thy tint"
I said waking up from my dream
I look at him, he looks at me
With those beautiful hazel eyes that gleam
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