Cradled in your arms.
It's here I feel most safe.
But then you pushed me away.
As if in disgrace.
Although we came back together,
And we tangoed for a while.
Getting reacquainted...
Showing me your new style.
But again you pushed me away,
Will this dance ever end?
Will I end up in your arms?
Will we get full marks, full tens?
©Odd
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