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Dancing by myself
wearing my favorite jeans and an itty bitty shirt
and jasmine perfume
with the music so loud
singing along
watching myself reflected in the window
and my shadow on the floor
because there's nobody else around
and it feels good to be me.

But then you're here
and our bodies once as sure as twining snakes
are strangers
full of elbows and knees
awkward angles
and blind mistakes
my rhythm is gone
the music lost in meaningless noise.

Your eyes find mine
and your hands guide my hips
into a new rhythm
gentler than the first
guide me to a music quieter
that only we can hear
and we are nothing but two vines
growing on the same tree
indistinguishable from each other.

Then you're gone and by myself again
Wearing dirty jeans and your green sweatshirt
that still smells like you
The music pounding out of the speakers so loud
the floor shivers
where my foot counts the beat
biding my time
until we can dance together again.
I wrote this over the last few days, when I realized I was finally comfortable alone, then when my love came to visit me for a few days, and now that he's gone again.

all critiques welcome.
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Beautifully written.

I like how it comes back around, in a circle.
It ends well. :nod:
Thanks, I like circles too.
Melanophrionsa Sep 29, 2006  Hobbyist Photographer
I made that same realisation a while ago...

I barely see Rachel anymore. We're both caught up in our lives...

It's a very symbolic poem...
It's hard work to arrange your lives so two people can be together. My boyfriend and I have both decided to avoid situations where we would have to be away from eachother for months at a time again, and I'm sure once we graduate at the end of this year it would be easier to pay back our debts living apart, but I dont think we'll let that happen.
Melanophrionsa Oct 1, 2006  Hobbyist Photographer
I can understand that...

Love unusual. At times I find myself pouring over my feelings, examining them and trying to find their deepest reasonings...
^_^ I finally got to read it. It's really nice. Makes me wish I had someone.
Yeah, having someone is nice, as long as they're not just anyone.

That is fantastic. I love it so much. I know exactly what you mean
I'm so glad you can relate.
Thank you.
Hanna, Thats the best poem you've ever written.

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