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Monday July 11, 05

Dancing

01:00 PM

After dreaming about the man I love, I wake after just a few hours sleep. I have a big smile on my face. I feel alive, renewed, happy -- I am 16 again.

How do I celebrate this joy which cannot be defined and confined by words? I dance. I dance in the living room, on the marble table, in the kitchen.... And at the peak of this most intense expression, I reach up, stand upon my toes, and feel closer to the sky.

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  • I am 16 again.

    "I found the fountain of youth, and I fell in."

    Interesting that the beginning the Smiths and Morrissey solo were marked with songs about fountains. 'Reeling'. 'Falling'. It feels like a Twin Peaks hit parade.

    May I add to that playlist my wish that you stay 'Glowing'. :)
    alainsane -- Monday July 11 2005, @01:45PM (#170795)
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  • I'm so happy for you!

    Keep hangin' that brilliant ten,
    Sullen -- Monday July 11 2005, @01:47PM (#170796)
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    http://myspace.com/deathwrites
  • The man you love?. Please tell me more.....
    LizzieCat -- Monday July 11 2005, @08:21PM (#170836)
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    Mrs Forman
    • Re:What the? by realitybites (Score:1) Monday July 11 2005, @09:09PM
      • Re:What the? by LizzieCat (Score:1) Monday July 11 2005, @09:15PM
        • Re:What the? by realitybites (Score:1) Monday July 11 2005, @09:42PM
          • Re:What the? by LizzieCat (Score:1) Monday July 11 2005, @09:43PM
            • Re:What the? by realitybites (Score:1) Monday July 11 2005, @10:36PM
  • "I never dreamt that with my own two hands I could touch the sky" -- Sappho

    So delightful to hear that your love is prismed through dawn-roses.. splashed with youth's tender pigment. May you always enter the kingdom of heaven as a child, Jehne.
    I am very glad for you and shall remember both you and your "love" tonight in my prayers.
    Codreanu <[email protected]> -- Monday July 11 2005, @10:19PM (#170851)
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    Let's do nothing about it!
  • I keep on dancin’, dancin’.
    Nothing left to say, nothing left to do.
    I find myself alone, I’m thinking just of you.
    You got me dancin’, dancin’.
    Why don’t you help me? why don’t you guide me?
    Why don’t you promise? to stand beside me.

    There was a man in a foreign land,
    In love with a woman that didn’t understand.
    Love is not a thing you command,
    Love is something that keeps you and keeps you.
    Dancin’, dancin’.
    Why don’t you help me? why don’t you guide me?
    Why don’t you promise? to stand beside me.

    I keep on dancin’, dancin’.
    Nothing left to say, nothing left to do.
    I find myself alone, thinking just of you.
    You’ve got me dancin’, dancin’.
    Why don’t you help me? why don’t you guide me?
    Why don’t you promise? to stand beside me.

    Dancin’, dancin’, dancin’, you’ve got me, ohhhh, help me!
    Guide me, why don’t you promise, to stand beside me.
    Help me, ohhhh!
    LizzieCat -- Monday July 11 2005, @11:14PM (#170862)
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    Mrs Forman


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