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Tango On
By M Morgan
They try shut up indefinitely
voices for love
closed firmly
in a lies of box
No one could see inside
just the mellifluous air
that impregnates
the hearts
loves music offends
whom dont know what is it
something to be
cruelly laurels
and just you can smell
the tiny, little bay tree
love did again a dance
entwined with arms and legs
oh! the sound of a tango echoed
now the music is not for sad breaths
but for vigorous feet and soft hands
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Copyright 2013 M Morgan
Published on Friday, March 15, 2013.
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On Saturday, March 16, 2013, BetaWolfinVA
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wrote:
wow, beautiful , the feeling of the dance in the poem... cadence and lyrical flow
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On Friday, March 15, 2013, M Morgan
(198) wrote:
But is for dance Poet. Because i already danced too.
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On Friday, March 15, 2013, FadedBlues
(2168) wrote:
...the scent of love & of music is the scent of a woman. your poem has a good beat & is easy to dance to...
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On Friday, March 15, 2013, dwells
(4284) wrote:
Well said and they will definitely love you en la Argentina, maravillosa!
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On Friday, March 15, 2013, M Morgan
(198) wrote:
the tango was considered sexual appealing and of course They try to prevent. So poet tango on us. Thanks
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