Let's Dance

I feel no joy nor sadness, ambivalent am I of the mountain created walls and the rivers of deep divide. Darkness drapes the evening and restless am I, to climb, swim or weep, or simply run and hide.
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Dreams of seduction, a haunting of the hour, tempts the heart and soul to the clouds and even higher.
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.......... if you let go, and I fall from the clouds, the heart will die a slow death.