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Endless Tango

Advance, retreat, regress

I confess, love,

To wondering at times

If we are taking lessons for the dance

Or proceeding on a course of love

Which, in its agonizing jerks and starts

Sometimes

Does indeed

Rattle the nerves.

I feel for your apprehensions

I will never make light of them

While I draw breath

But Time is moving on

And offers no regret for his inexorable advance

Into the wilderness of age.

Someday you may decide

You’ve had enough

Of this charade

And call to me, to come to you

I hope I can still get up to tango

When you do.

04/18/2001

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Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 06/17/07 at 02:02 PM

In refreshing symbolism you write of the rocky road of romance. Isn't young love marvelous?

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