The Lost Tango Poem by James Timothy Jarrett
The Lost Tango
I remember
When we still danced like we were young
Under the silvered moon 'round the crackling fire
Spilling wine and laughter
Late into the night
Our own private party
Until the dawn of the day
When we still danced
Like we were young
Tuesday, August 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: loss
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