Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Awaiting a Name

Not even during the wildest of moments,
Could there be such cool under the collar.
As one feigned a delicate, measured aplomb,
The world for the other began to fall apart.
Little by little, bittersweet moments frayed,
So did tempers, so did the never-ending days.
And then, the dance of music came to life!
A satin world appeared before my keen eyes,
and a slippery floor beneath my dainty feet.
I would lose my sanity, if I were sane,
As I have lost my pride, and myself, in vain.
The hues of magnificence came to the rescue.
And ruled the kingdom of belief and beauty
As I watched simplicity take its flight, with glee, and
Soar above them and perch itself on top of the world.

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