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Music Box: 3-18-2002Slowly open up the cover
music slowly comes to life.
Emotions dancing with each other
as love twirls hand in hand with strife.
Tireless in her portrayal
the ballerina starts to spin.
Verbal sunsets fill her canvas
with every step she paints with wind.
Her face a mask of constant beauty.
Dancing, twirling, dip and sway.
Knowing nothing but her duty
she dances on day after day
I gently reach my hand to touch her
to see the worlds within her eyes.
Briefly brushing stone cold skin
then frame by frame I watch her die.
Slowly topples over and over
In her final dance she glides.
Shatt'ring on the floor beneath her
as teardrops fill my shock filled eyes.
She gave her all just for my pleasure
she showed me nothing else but love
I close my eyes, the music fading
and i know that will never be enough...
::[Matrix7]::
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Comments: 7
Man if ever a poet as masterful as you were to grace my life with your talent, then I the would be the merrier and you the happier... for we would both be poets. But since great you are and not so me, dreams are meant for me to see that life is merrier in thine eyes..... and words can only deminish my sorrowfilled, yet happy life. Beautiful.... you writings are inspiring... take care
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This is exceptional. What a beautiful piece of writing this is.
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very nice again... love it
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ive never seen one of these music boxes...but i consider this my first experience.....
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With my feet upon the ground I lose myself between the sounds and open wide to suck it in, I feel it move across my skin.
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me too wes I was always facinated by those music boxes when I was a little girl, but everytime I would sneak and touch my moms ballerina she would fall down and I'd try to fix her back before my mom caught me... hehe
beautiful description and poem!
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I like
but the last line confuses me
Very good - probably my fave of your poetry so far.
three thumbs up
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