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Rated: · Other · Romance/Love · #1390781
If you ever loved someone who didn't let go and love you completely, then this is for you.
                                    Dance with me


                        Why don't you just dance with me?
                        Let yourself go without the control
                    Lose the inhibitions, release your body
            You know my touch, your heart responds so well.
                      Don't think, don't speak, simply smile
                      Breathe deep, exhale slowly, and fall
                Passionately, wantingly in love with me again.
                Dream once again like you did as a little girl
          Believe in the beauty that can sweep you off your feet
              Free your mind, realizing there are no boundaries
            You are confined only by the walls you have made.
              Reckless abandon, free-spirited, call it whatever
            The only life you will ever have is the one you make.
                    Childlike in laughter, dreams and hope
            Pretend you are not grown up for just one moment
                Take my hand, kiss my lips, hold me close
                  Show me the Paradise shores of your love.
                  Allow yourself to find the joy, and freedom
            You so completely discovered just a few years ago.
                  We strive too much as children to grow up,
        Then in our last days seeking only the innocence we lost.
              Be willing to die for a dream that makes you alive,
            Be willing to live the dream for which you would die.
          It begins with a step, created in faith, endured by hope
                  To reach the unattainable, or so it is called
              But as children we don't like being told it's not real,
        So we close out all those who would oppose our happiness
              Leaping blindly by the faith that tells us it's there.
                    Then for one moment we see that it is real
              Dreams will never be as beautiful as the real thing
        Do you call it Heaven, Paradise, Santa or the Easter Bunny?
                It doesn't matter unless you believe it IS real....
        So dream, slip off your shoes, take my hand, hear the music
            Let go of everything you once believed in, and Dance.

        Written: 6/14/05
        Author:  E.L.B.
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