Who Will Dance
WHO WILL DANCE
All of my life
I have been searching
As i swim across the great river
Of a faired and tinted Negros
In all corners of the cardinal
Over and over, my heart beat
Unto my bone that lies in the valley of bones
Every eyes seem to open and close
But this one tends to open widely
Many bones i have picked along the way
in a search for my lost ribs
Gallantly with good gesticulation
my mouth talks like a parrot
Even deep into the nerve senses
no one was found to dance to the beat of my
heart
and all of my eyed eyes tends to close in the
twilight.
In searching and researching
My legs is set to search
For as many repeated times
Until i find the one that must dance
To the beat of my heart...
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