Wont take the call, she wont speak to him
would alone dance the dance of her whim.
He was the partner
the one driven away in anger.
In her dark world, he was the light
she wasnt all by herself, for he held her hand tight.
In the dazzle.. dark to her, on the stage of her dream
without a touch he danced along.. Spectators saw an unseen swim.
He made sure she moved right and they thought of 'em as a dancing pair;
all but she knew.. He was there.
There was applaud.. in the momemt.. she wished it to be fr 'em and not just for her..
Away from her darkness.. in the darkness.. There he was.. winning it.. for her..
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