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Saturday, January 24, 2015
Dance, Dance, Romance...
Romance is the dance of life
for me, it always seemed,
to cause a lot of strife
so many men
so much time
until one day in may
that was the day that changed it all
but he was not just another
it was a real fall
i jumped in, and wondered
was it more than the others
i felt lifted up
after the years of too many beers
i was rising up
crawling out from
under the haze of the past
through the daze that seemed to last and last
there were always so many emotions
that usually led to too many drinks
and too many fights and too many tears
so here we go again,
i try to tell my real story
show you the real me
tell you all the tales of joy, sorrow and woe
all the deep dark tales hanging me way down low
but i tell myself
i shan't , i can't, i am no longer that she
i have risen and ascended to who i should be
I begin each day with grateful thoughts
instead of dread and fear
I see each moment as an opportunity to grow
change and be that girl
who dreamed of sharing her love of words
her passion for theater
her act melts away
onto the stage behind the shadowy curtains
it is my time to step into my spotlight
to reach a bigger audience
to teach, to share, to grow
and care for me
it is my time to shine
no more waiting on riches
for they are already here
I am a star
always have been
always will be
i have just been hiding
behind male curtains
of shame and ego
it is now time that i let go
so here is a tale of a girl
who was impaled by
deceit within families
full of hidden addictions
religions and secrets
yet, through the times
of loneliness and pain
we never left each others side
our love to strong to stop
so, who is this girl
hidden in the words of
a women's wisdom
holding the past
like a guest, at gilded party,
dressed in soot filled rags,
ready to be booted to the curb
but still, keeping the dusty trails
within all the worry pails
I release her into the sea of love
her pails empty, ready to be filled again
Now, under the dreams of the past
I mire through the reality of my present
and I am grateful
for each smile from the girl that I birthed
for the son that always shines
for the riches that are always to be mine
today is the love
and together we shine
our tomorrow is forever
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