One More Dance.

As I moved on,
as I found the strength to free myself,
she tested my heart.

As I moved on,

As I found the courage to fight the pain,
she called my name.

    One more dance

Her blue dress,
her velvet touch,
poison kiss,
venomous heart.

Her blue lust,
her lavender musk,
feline eyes,
Blackest soul.

    One more dance

As I found the strength,
as I promised myself I would walk away,
she called my name.

As she pleaded,
as the tear stained cheeks continued leaking,
she called my name.

One more dance, my love
one more dance,
with me.


Dancer

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