Dance With Me?

Ballroom Dancers Brain Lanker NG~
He didn’t like Valentines Day,
It served as a blatant reminder
of big red beating hearts.
He had been bleeding black
since he walked away
from the only women
he had ever truly loved.
~
Now all these years later,
Shapes of her dancing
a perfect waltz
assemble in his mind,
then dissolve,
getting weaker each year,
but no less piercing.
~
Now he sees those days
as wasteful, sad and tragic…
times that changed the whole
course of his life – and maybe hers.
She loved him then – he knew.
~
But while everyone else was
living, dancing, moving…
He had left her,
Without ending the dance,
or even mentioning
that he loved her.
~
© 2013 DiAnne Ebejer
image by B. Lanker for National Geographic
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About DiAnne Ebejer

I am retired and live on the East coast of Florida where I spend much of my time reading, playing with photography and trying to write some "poetry and then some" at dianneebejer.wordpress.com. I care deeply about many things and wish there was much more love and compassion in this world today. I also have a part time blog "Thought You Might Like This" diannesthingsat.wordpress.com used for special projects and occasional things of interest
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3 Responses to Dance With Me?

  1. Pingback: Dance With Me? « West Coast Review

  2. Moving, sad…DiAnne. Some day, my friend, I will ask about him!

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