There is a shadow-tango
of another kind
when a memory, soft and tender
suddenly seizes the mind
and sweeps our passion
across the floor
of a ballroom that was
but is no more
J~
...as I wrote the previous tango poem another sort of tango gripped me...
Save the last dance for me... Michael Buble`
...as I wrote the previous tango poem another sort of tango gripped me...
Save the last dance for me... Michael Buble`
4 comments:
I love it Janet :-)
:) Thank-you OE.
I enjoyed both dances but you saved the best (dance) for last! :)
;)) Thank-you<3
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