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He's not here, and I crave for his sleek face, refined and yet uninhibited. Alongside him, his eyes are curious but still wary. Gliding steps like a peacock raising its feathers then taking his stance. Clean and fierce he will gently take you to where you need to go. Deliver me again to the harmony of your performance. Exuberating pace of the tango in his mind. Straining not to commit my fortune to his endeavors, pacing, hoping for dreams to feel real. -Victoria M Whitby |