reaching for like a bud waking to morning sun
how I'm waiting for that newest door to open
impatiently awaiting new knowledge and love
A dance only I can see is forming
on the verge of placing those first steps
balanced on tip-toes for the beat of the music
thundering like my heart beat I'm waiting
I'll wait till my soul has left me to begin
if needed I'll hold this stasis for you
to show that I have my new begging held tight
I wont miss the beat this time, I'll be perfect
(pic is from Deviant art by ThirstyEye)
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