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Sunless Days: Someone Stole the Show, Sad It Wasn't You

By JPLargo

12 °C

As warm as the summer sun.

As endless as the horizon before me.

As lively as they happened.

I run fast to catch a train.
Ended up behind a stage.

Red, blue, green.
Lights on and drapes up.

There you are on the other side.

I swayed into the light.
With fluid moves you advanced.
Though hazy was the sight of you.

You held my hand.
Guided me through the melody.

Glided under the high ceilings of velvet darkness.
Swayed into the vast floor without traction.

Your scent, different.
Your moves, restricted.
Your grips, a bit hurting.
Your mouth, wordless.

I paused for a moment.
Then realized someone stole the show.
I am sad it wasn't you.

Posted by bondabe 04:18 Archived in Philippines

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