Cold Heart Dancing
By forest_for_ever
Fri, 25 Dec 2015
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Cold Heart Dancing
Strait as the arrow from Cupid’s bow
She fired a coy smile in his direction
Love lit the fire in her longing soul
This nimble Dancer fleet and sure
No fairy tale, no Comet’s fanfare
With distant scorn he would dasher
He was strictly a prancer
No lover in waiting
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