I Want To Watch You Dance by vaggabondd
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I love you so much
I have a hard time
Expressing what you mean to me
Sometimes I think of you
And I am weak
My heart feels like it is going to stop
My eyes want to see you
My hands want to hold you
I want to feel your breath
Against my lips
I want that feeling that I get
When I hear you laugh
When you are alright
And I am alright
I want to watch you dance
Comments (22)
you really write superb poetry Randy, and always find that perfect shot.
Great one..this poem.not for me, I gave up dancing...no one to dance with..
Great poem and nice image :)
Fantastic creation and marvelous poem!
Lovely
Very beautiful
very wonderful
Very beautiful poem, loved it!
Wonderful poem. It reminded me of an ancient Saturday Night Live sketch where a very old John Belushi is standing over the snow covered graves of his cast mates while being interviewed by an unseen reporter. "All your friends died young. How have you managed to live so long?" "You want to know the secret? Its because I am a dancer!" And Belushi starts dancing in the snowy graveyard as the music plays. Randy, tell Merrylee that she doesn't need a partner to dance. All she has to do is just close her eyes and feel the music.
Beautiful.
poetically and photographically beautiful
Very Beautiful!!
A very beautiful scene Randy.
Poetry and scene in warm harmony. Bravo. -Trifid-
Not enough words to say on this wonderful image and poem u put together beautiful stuff.
Very beautiful!
Beautiful image and writen poem Randy.
Wonderful picture.
Very beautiful, Randy!!!!!
Very intense, expressive. And then the last phrase as a final accord - splendid!
You can dance ... But don't forget who's taking you home And in whose arms you're gonna be So darlin', save the last dance for me...
Very beautiful poem and image. They go beautifully together. I love the last line (and title). All over the world there are dancers and others who watch and dance along in their minds. The light dances on the water. The leaves dance in the wind. Like in the bag scene from "American Beauty", all around things are dancing. So while the winds blow cold in your northern world, watch for the dancers. "And this bag was just... dancing with me ... like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. That's the day I realized that there was this entire life behind things, and this incredibly benevolent force that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid." (American Beauty)