Blue...

As he listened to the music of Senses Fail he was inspired to let the words below flow. Mr. William Dean is an amazing young man, a very sweet, talented & true gentleman. He loves God, music, swimming, drawing & being with the persons he loves playing games/talking. It is with great pleasure that my first guest author is none other than my fiance- Will!

Girl in Blue Dress...
By:
William Dean

I sit on this park bench watching.
watching her dance in her pale blue dress.
dancing barefoot to the song of her mind.
her cigarette leaving a thin smoke trail in air.
adding an ethereal effect to her performance.
it's three in he morning.
our respective cells vibrating nigh uncontrollably with calls from our folks.
i don't care.
the only thing that matters is your enticing dance.
the world could end right now, but
i wouldn't care.
Your dance is all that matters.

i at times wonder why you have such a need to dance.
i asked you why.
Why such a need to dance with the
cool and windy nights as your backdrop?
why dance until you collapse?
you looked at me and replied with tears slowly cascading down; "because it eases the pain of my heart.
it hurts so much and i don't why."
you then collapsed in my arms and cried yourself to sleep.

from that day on, i let you dance. dance to ease the mysterious pain. each dance never same except the ending.
each dance ends with a faint smile on your face.
it's now 4.
i see you finally gently collapse on the damp park grass.
i put out your fallen cigarette, knelt down, and then brushed the hair slowly from face to see your smile.
it brings joy to my heart.
this ritual that you have created that eases the pain of your heart.
i then pick you up bridal style to make a our trek home.
We shall be back here soon...


June 27th, 2011
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