I went to that dance
In an unhappy stance
Until I saw you there
I began to stare.
You looked bored as I did
And Heaven forbid,
I feel in love once more.
Being in love is hardcore.
I wanted to dance with you,
Did you want to dance with me too?
I begged you with my mind
To come from behind,
Asking me to dance.
But would I get the chance?
All night I willed you,
There would be no such taboo.
You left too soon.
My mind raged like a typhoon.
I never got that dance,
It was my lost chance.
November 25th 2001
*See the date of this poem? Regard this poem's part two of nearly the same title. See how people change?