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true love

in the working of my mind
there is a glitch
it gets hung up on chance
after chance
after chance
sometimes
i just want someone to ask me to dance
and i stand there
and stand there
waiting for the music to play
and it never does
all i hear is
my own playlist
a voice
a hum
so quiet in
the morning mist
before the sun catches
all the diamonds the night hung
on trees
in grass
almost everything ends
before it begins
and so i whisper tomorrow
but it becomes today
and tomorrow slips away
i am back where i started
many moons ago
on the night
the moon asked me to dance
the ebb and flow
to move to the rhythm of the sea
and i said yes
like a shore bird
i am stuck in the past
waiting on chance
to take my hand
hold me close
and gift me
with a long stemmed pink rose
as the orange glow
spIns me across the sand
to a foreign land
and i wake up there
all by chance
i look around
it is like the lost and found
in early school
when all was innocent and new
before we knew
all that could be
but never was
just because
and i said so