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Let me rest, my Piper Pied
Silence now is all Iím asking
(You know your heart beats cannot help
But set my wearied blood a-dancingÖ)

My dulcet lover, sing no more
Youíve had your way and played me rough
My humming eyes have had their fill

My limbs are numb and canít keep up

Wear me smooth, until I break
Bleeding notes across the floor
Sinews scream, and heartstrings fray
As I unravel chord by cord

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The following comments are for "A-Dancing"
by DameSansMerci

...this is beautiful, and I related to this on a very personal level. It touched me. It did what poetry is meant to do. Excellent. I have also read the rest of your work posted here, and you remind me of someone, but I can't quite put my mind to whom? Maybe it is your style and choices of subjects, maybe it is your screename? In any case, I am now a DameSansMerci fan. Thanks for sharing.

Blessings to you and yours....

( Posted by: TheRealKarmaTseringLhamo [Member] On: August 2, 2008 )

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