I Remember A Dance
I remember a dance
from so long ago
where even though we read lines
to get better grades
we showed our peers
the secret
the taboo of classroom rules
that we ironically
and I guess presently
tragically fell in love.
The forgotten name
to that play
makes me laugh
for I will remember its story
of lovers lost
and then found again
despite the present lines
that would keep them truly apart.
As the lines faded
as we danced the players songs
I looked into your eyes
for our finale kiss
Those eyes
those brown eyes that forever remind me
of crisp fall evenings
in a wood full of life
and the mortality of living.
In that twilight memory
I move my feet
for I remember how to dance
sadly without you
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