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The Dance

January 14, 2012
By chloena_garrett GOLD, Colorado City, Texas
chloena_garrett GOLD, Colorado City, Texas
19 articles 13 photos 180 comments

Favorite Quote:
At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.<br /> <br /> Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.<br /> <br /> A poem is never finished, only abandoned.<br /> <br /> Art is the only way to run away without leaving home.


His body moving swiftly
to the dance of life,
he grabs my hand and pulls me in
making me a part.
I feel the rush of his skin
as he dances so swiftly.
I feel confused and get lost
in his tornado of truth.
I see everything: his past
and his present
and accept him for who he is.
Who he is, is not what he has done
and our love is stronger
than that held with chains.
Passion.
That's what flows between us
as we dance this dance
of love and hope.
A dream.
As I awaken, I realize
that is all it was.

The author's comments:
I fell asleep one night after finding out my boyfriends secrets and personal struggles and dreamt of us dancing in a tornado which displayed images of all he had been through and I found tht symbolic of the ups, downs, and spin arounds of his life.

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XCBVIA GOLD said...
on Sep. 13 2013 at 9:10 pm
XCBVIA GOLD, Delaware, Ohio
14 articles 1 photo 28 comments

Favorite Quote:
NGU. Never give up.

I'ma die reading your poetry!!! It's is so beautiful and awesome and rich in words and raw in emotion and lol i'm getting carried away and you probably don't want to hear all that. Hopefully by now you know who i used to be and if you don't i left tons of other comments a)because your stuff is awesome and b) to let you know I'm back and ready to chat with you for a while. We need to find a time and day to chat on here... LOL

on Jan. 30 2012 at 8:13 am
chloena_garrett GOLD, Colorado City, Texas
19 articles 13 photos 180 comments

Favorite Quote:
At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.<br /> <br /> Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.<br /> <br /> A poem is never finished, only abandoned.<br /> <br /> Art is the only way to run away without leaving home.

Aww. That's great. I'm glad you can relate. I LOVE it when my readers can relate :D

on Jan. 28 2012 at 1:02 pm
WrittenEmotions PLATINUM, Fairhope, Alabama
32 articles 0 photos 209 comments

Favorite Quote:
The only people who don&#039;t get anywhere are the people who don&#039;t dream of a better place for themselves...

This is my favorite so far... Reminds me of the guy I like right now and all of his personal struggles... Beautiful5/5

on Jan. 27 2012 at 3:04 pm
chloena_garrett GOLD, Colorado City, Texas
19 articles 13 photos 180 comments

Favorite Quote:
At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.<br /> <br /> Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.<br /> <br /> A poem is never finished, only abandoned.<br /> <br /> Art is the only way to run away without leaving home.

Sure I'd love to! Thanks by the way and I'm glad you make sense of the way dreams affect reality and vice versa.

Ella1 GOLD said...
on Jan. 27 2012 at 12:11 pm
Ella1 GOLD,
14 articles 7 photos 137 comments
Wow that is amazing. It's funny how dreams can try and make sense of our reality. Would you mind reading my poem A Pink Watch, Portal, and Perpetual Sea and telling me what you think? Thank you

on Jan. 27 2012 at 9:06 am
chloena_garrett GOLD, Colorado City, Texas
19 articles 13 photos 180 comments

Favorite Quote:
At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.<br /> <br /> Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.<br /> <br /> A poem is never finished, only abandoned.<br /> <br /> Art is the only way to run away without leaving home.

Thank You so much :D

on Jan. 27 2012 at 8:57 am
DereBere SILVER, Arvada, Colorado
8 articles 0 photos 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Toys are most beautiful, right before they break&quot;~Tira

I really like this poem! its sweet