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And the Dance Went on
At first, I didn't dance very well, I still don't
I listen to the music, and sort of try to find someone to dance with
I speak of the dance we call love, and we all turn and twirl with various partners, often times twirling near each other, sometimes not seeing if one desires to dance with us, only focusing on those we would like to dance with, or are dancing with
right now, I can think of a few I would have liked to dance with, but I am too shy to ask for them to join me
one girl I remember from a long time ago, I was knew to the dance, still learning the steps
the girl I speak of was always a friend, but recently I've been thinking of her as a dancing partner
I don't know if she dances with anyone, or finds comfort in the music
alas, I am not confident in my steps, and I let the moment pass me by, so I moved away from her, and the dance went on
I watched as friends partnered up, some dancing the same pace, some dancing more willfully than others.
I saw one girl I would have liked to try and dance with, knowing she was far out of my capability, for she was a wonderful dancer
I saw her partner up, and it made me smile, knowing she and her dancer partner would dance well together, and the dance went on
I stepped around the floor, thinking I saw someone who was alone, only to see their dance partner later
I know my dance ability for Ive tried to engage in the dance with others, always finding myself out of step or dancing all wrong
only once did the dance feel right
but it felt too right, I was afraid I would be stuck in that same dance, afraid I was with the wrong partner,
so I stopped it immediately, but the dance went on
I had always looked at one dancer with a longing eye, hearing her say once she had thought me a worthy dance partner
I asked her to dance once, she never responded, so the dance went on
I saw many who I thought would dance with me, only to hear they would much rather dance with others and leave me to be alone, candidly of course, not knowing I was pondering the dance, and the dance went on
there is only one girl I know whose spirit is a free as the wind, the true attraction of my eye
my friends tell me I would dance beautifully if it was with her, but I am too shy to ask if she would dance with me
my friends say they would try to get her to dance with me, but it is not as easy as it looks
I will be leaving this particular dance floor soon, moving onto another with new dancers and new moves
where ever I am, I will remember this dance floor, these dancers, and the dance will go on