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Every woman in the room
Every woman in the room knew the song,
And knew too, what lay beneath the lyrics,
Lyrics so powerful, so meaningful, so
Intimate, and thus so individually personal
As to be capable of turning back the clock,
When suddenly ribbons disappeared into
Purses, heads shook time aside, and tresses
Fell, whilst skirts wriggled their way a little
Higher than earlier in the evening.
A song, so like a mirror, reflecting the past,
And welcoming the hearts that dwell therein.
Memories stirred and rekindled, old loves
Remembered, nights too, long nights, long
Loves, long into the next day and beyond. All
On the back of a song, wherein youth persists
And all is possible and easily recaptured if the
Will be there.
And the will was there, for every woman in
The room sparkled anew, with a new found
Confidence borne on the wings of love, a
Love of life and a love of being loved in the
Arms of a song, a song that meant so much,
And delivered more than any girl could ever
Hope for. Je Vais T’aimer, 'I will love you', and
Every woman in the room whispered,
‘Oh, yes he did.’
© Joseph G Dawson