Friday, October 26, 2007

my dance with God

its a late night affair
early hours even
we aint cuddling
i have you at arms length

tonight, ... slow
you look divine
you dance sublime

Dont you have to be somewhere?

No, you want to stay a while?

I'm clumsy though,
will tread your toe...

Your right, no one will see
I can give it a go....

completely free?
nah, chained to this mass

Let it go?
you say let it go?

How?, show.

Johnny Cash you say, ok
that'll do it
Maybe some fulsome prison blues
Or a hundred million angels singing
I hear the distant kettle drum
And the pipers, oh man the pipers.....

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