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The second of the poems from the other night. I was thinking of someone quite a lot at the time, but it's not really meant to be about anyone. It just ended up that way.
When your feet dance to the ocean,
When your eye dance to the sea,
Sure as the waves that never tire,
You’ll dance right back to me.
When you hands clap out the rhythm.
When your laugh rings out with glee,
Sure as the birds that fly above,
You’ll laugh right back to me.
When your lips chafe from the kissing,
When your heart beats a silent plea,
Sure as the love that burns inside,
You’ll kiss right back to me.
When your eye dance to the sea,
Sure as the waves that never tire,
You’ll dance right back to me.
When you hands clap out the rhythm.
When your laugh rings out with glee,
Sure as the birds that fly above,
You’ll laugh right back to me.
When your lips chafe from the kissing,
When your heart beats a silent plea,
Sure as the love that burns inside,
You’ll kiss right back to me.
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