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A tragic yet interesting dance tale. |
| ' Dance Of Love ' As we started swaying precariously, thy treacherous eyes betrayed me. Your moves were lackluster, and the grin was histrionic, defeating me. I enfolded my arms, hitched myself around you. Yet felt a disposition, distinct! Your lackadaisical expression came from the core, that was once my precinct. You sway as a candle's flame, fiercely burning passions. Dancing on your own mellifluous tune in a love's recession. The music halts, then the silence came, only broken by my heartbeat. In my heart, where only I can see. Beat sings your name, so sweet! Midst the endless stint of our dance, as I blinked. Whilst between the poetry of foot, you vanished! Elation switched to desolation, so quickly. What a tragic dance of love it turned out to be - - Raja Xarrar - |