Dance

© tammi hartley

I feel as though
I can’t go on.
I want to say
There’s nothing wrong.
I have to hold you
Close to me.
You need for me
To set you free.
Let us dance
Just a bit longer.
While your desire
Has grown stonger.
You’ll go solo
The time has come.
Dance on out
From under my thumb.


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