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Array ( [sid] => 2347 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => I am the Dancer of Fools [time] => 2002-08-16 13:10:47 [hometext] => What is love? Is it a game? I wonder sometimes... This is my expression of my relationships... [bodytext] => Love sent across the sea
She was playing a game of lives
I was seeking something real
She danced with this fool

A lass of my homeland thought to love
I thought also of such feelings
Maybe too soon maybe to late
She danced with the fool

I have danced the dance of a fool
Sharing a damaged heart with lovely lasses
Sharing pain of love as a drunk drowns in cheap wine
Bathing in a bleeding heart never to experience a dream

Once when strong met this lass
Eye of heaven she was
Communal partner I was to learn
She danced with a fool taking his seed

With songs of heart another came
Another to be a partner in the dance
What did she take in this ballet
She danced her turn with the fool

To be a fool on the floor
So many to dance none to hold
What a game is played with the fool
Just dance and walk away

So come dance with the fool
Then when you’re done walk away
Maybe if he is lucky he will walk first
Either way his heart will hurt from pains of loneliness
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I am the Dancer of Fools

Contributed by PierreRichards on Friday, 16th August 2002 @ 01:10:47 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove



Love sent across the sea
She was playing a game of lives
I was seeking something real
She danced with this fool

A lass of my homeland thought to love
I thought also of such feelings
Maybe too soon maybe to late
She danced with the fool

I have danced the dance of a fool
Sharing a damaged heart with lovely lasses
Sharing pain of love as a drunk drowns in cheap wine
Bathing in a bleeding heart never to experience a dream

Once when strong met this lass
Eye of heaven she was
Communal partner I was to learn
She danced with a fool taking his seed

With songs of heart another came
Another to be a partner in the dance
What did she take in this ballet
She danced her turn with the fool

To be a fool on the floor
So many to dance none to hold
What a game is played with the fool
Just dance and walk away

So come dance with the fool
Then when you’re done walk away
Maybe if he is lucky he will walk first
Either way his heart will hurt from pains of loneliness




Copyright © PierreRichards ... [ 2002-08-16 13:10:47]
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Re: I am the Dancer of Fools (User Rating: 1 )
by Jackee_line on Monday, 3rd March 2003 @ 10:26:13 AM AEST
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I like the poem, I too danced the dance. Why do people think love is a game? Ah well..i think i'll be a wall flower for the rest of my life, less painful .
Thanks for sharing




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