I notice him there looking right through me,
I do not exist, there is no point to,
My trifle attempts to help you to see,
Feelings unnoticed only grew and grew.
Not knowing you truly saw it,
Submersed thoughts buried deep under the earth,
Our secrets are unravelled, truth we admit,
Relinquish the yearning, give way to mirth.
Keep moving, not rushed, with a little heed,
You burst with amusing spontaneity,
Caution not to motivate the heart to bleed,
Not to be fixed by worshipped deity.
Happiness no longer far from our reach,
The "I love you" not a figure of speech.
yours,
a dancer.
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