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SILENT DANCE

It's 0345 and every sound radiates space
There's shush on my lips
Because my quiet face
Falls from fingertips to hips

As you are here in my bed
Where I can worry if you sleep
As silence comes as music to my head
Twirling in words where I keep

Your breathing here to comfort me
Where I can touch your skin
Much love I've for you to set free
Afraid not to pretend

A poet lives in fantasy
To dance her whispered step
While in her life's reality
There's many times she's wept

At 4 a.m. she's light as air
Her pen will glide along this sheet
She'll go to bed her warm to share
While he fills her soul with passion's heat.


6/5/2005 0400 cj


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SILENT DANCE