Lost in the Dance
For a moment I lost myself in the dance,
and dared to dream beyond it.
The music stopped and you melted away;
and I woke from my hopeful vision.
Was it the partner or the dance
that held my heart?
Alas a bit of both;
though the partner is no more,
yet the dance remains.
4/2004
poem by Jeffrey Stultz
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