We dance, this little dance

Spinning around in my drama.

Perhaps it is my karma?

Who knows, perchance

It is all but a dream,

Enough drama for a stage

Of Elizabethian actors, all the rage.

Somehow, my little scheme

Gets thwarted in the process.

Who knows what I am looking for

Would you love me, or at least adore?

This must, at least I confess.

02/11/1981

Author's Note: ... college stuff.....

Posted on 06/25/2008
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