Dancer's Poetry

The Dancers Requiescat

Where the waters edge does meet
And in our sorrow...loss complete
There you stand on far away shore
To touch my hand...never more...
Look across the golden waves
Unleased by memories...open graves;
There upon the moonless night
The stars will cast their endless light
Know my love, My heart does weep...
Yet within it's edges...you I keep
Bound with visions....of dreams you did loan
Now have become, it seems my own.
When you sit by your lovely stream..
And on occassion...yer heart should dream...
Think of me...of such times untold...
Know in yer hand...my heart you hold...
Cast a glance to the heavenly skies
Think of this lass with emerald eyes
Think of me at least e'er little while
Remember not my tears....remember my smile....
I love you ....that is all I can say...
Perhaps it is ..that you don't feel that way...
I cannae take back...the words they are spoken
Keep them close to yer heart...my own sweet token..
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Passim

There upon...ethereal bliss
Lies the dancer's cloak
To him she gives a gossamer kiss
For the soft, sweet words he spoke
Heavens shall abide with time and tide
And a dancer, her heart shall heal
There is no love that is less than pride
Whether in dreams, illusions or worlds real.....



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