By Our shake is the dance you taught me...
Submitted by distant moon
Date: 2007 Sep 11
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[[2007.09.11.00.07.9971]]

...though I never understood. Yet a simple poem can say it all, so short and sweet and good.

Unfortunately, for the two of us,
we know no secret brew;
no spirits or tonic to run amok,
and give our shake debut.

We simply sit and wait, submissive,
as trees abide the bright;
knowing our time shall never appear,
we grin and crave; we write...