"Dreams come and fade, swiftly and sweetly
Hope on a wing and the 'morrow looks misty
Soft dance, fairytale romance
Twirling, spinning, never ending, stardust in the air.
Maybe tomorrow I'll wake in the real world,
But for this evening, . . .I'll be a princess."
-be
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WARNING! This comment should only be read with a morbid sense of humor. Proceed with caution.
Soft dancing?
How about break dancing?
Ain't that romantic?
Don't worry bout them soft dances.
Just break it, break it again,
and then break it all down.
Wave that hand in the air
Shake all that illustrious hair
Or join the bore of stereotypical romance
And walk in the line with the rest of those in trance
Let me translate- all out African style
Rugged, Rough, and Natural
It may not always pretty, but it sure be fun
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