Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: Tango

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Monday, July 25, 2011

Tango

I'm dancing with soul ache, A slow, sad waltz with heart break A gentle dance of dreams Until it seems I need never awake. And then she comes I'm dancing with old tears A tender waltz with cold fears, Barely a breath apart, The pounding of my heart Echoes in my hears. And then she comes Now the... Sign in to see full entry.

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