Dance
Years ago, a city night
I saw you on a dance floor
You were dancing on the other side
Yet never have I danced more
Moves fade into memory
But feelings, they can dance on
Beyond the point of my beauty
And beyond you being called ‘handsome’
So it was not a wasted night
And neither is life wasted
Our feelings, they keep dancing tight
On the love where we have based them
Fractal of Love
I realised that our little actions,
Those which wouldn’t have any meaning
Are actually fractal sections
Of love constantly reappearing

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