The Dance
So elegantly poised and upright,
they face each other, eyes never distancing themselves from another.
The touch of her hand soft as a velvet rose,
his hand gentle as a falling cherry blossom,
as the magnetic resonance begin, closely, so eloquently displayed,
raindrops begin, flowers bloom, birds sing, and the earth awakens,
Everyone awaits the dance of life.
Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.
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| MS | 1 | 07/24/2010 |
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| The Last Kiss | 4 | 07/18/2010 |
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