First poemfic. I made a poemfic this time because I know no one will critisize/critique it. You can NOT critique poetry. No that's not the reason I made this poem. I wrote this one time during class due to some strange inspiration. I hope you like it, sorry for any OOCs.
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Let us dance
Take my hand and dance with me.
The mood is perfect, the time is right,
Forget our present worries, let us dance
What's wrong? Why do you look at me like that?
Don't be afraid
Forget the past
Don't let our finished problems worry you.
What's done is done, don't fret about it now.
Just take my hand, and let us dance.
What's wrong? Is something troubling you?
Don't worry about it now.
The future will come.
Who knows what will happen?
But now, we shall worry about now.
No, let's not worry. We'll enjoy now instead.
Just relax and get on your feet.
You can't dance? How amusingly cute.
Just take my hand. I can teach you.
What's wrong? You don't look well.
Am I that frightening?
Is it my uniquely shaped hair? My mismatched eyes?
My seductive chuckle? My hypnotic smile?
Are you scared, or just nervous?
Don't be so shy, let us dance.
Are you uneasy of me...or yourself?
Don't listen to what they say.
Don't belittle yourself.
Look at me, I feel your pain.
We both have regrets, we both have weaknesses.
Only one thing is different.
You contain the pain,
I contain the comfort you long for.
Come into my arms, and let us dance.
Forget your worry, forget the past
Don't prepare for the future just yet.
You'll never know whats to come, so relax and drop it for now.
The time is now
Enjoy now
Think about now
Imagine now
Take a deep breath and relax.
I'll teach you the steps, so let us dance.
Bring all your friends, let us be merry.
Have fun all night, forget everything else.
The tango,
the rumba
the mambo,
Even the "Eternal samba"
And once we are alone, we shall waltz.
I long to put my gloved hand around your slender waist
Your face turns red, as I put my lips on your cheek
Your coyness is adorable, you're quite amusing.
Words can't describe my love for you, so let us dance instead.
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Mukuro and Tsuna (c) Katekyo Hitman Reborn (c) Akira Amano
Pineapples (c) South America, and other tropical countries (c) Earth (c) Space (c) The universe (c) My toilet
...No not really