To Dance
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aaroncabrera
aaroncabreraFather | Husband | Musician | Poet
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A borrowed moment for an implacable desire

To Dance

I’m trapped in this sorrow Jaded to pretend Tonight we will borrow A night I wish not to end

Two inches from your face Music pounding from your chest Crashed in my embrace In my shoulders you rest

A half-inched moment Time and heart are stolen Now the doors are closing Time and heart are spoken

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