One Last Dance (Painting&Poem)

One Last Dance

One last dance –
hands pressing my soul to the ups and downs of hard desire
on a rollercoaster ride.

One last moment of pretense that I am loved and admired.

Don’t you think I don’t know it is long over,
never started,
never bloomed;
and your knife of fake will pierce my heart-sap,
send it to the abyss’ floor.

Whatever.
Fade into the night if you must.

Just let me steal one more moment,
one more swirl,
one more quiver
before the final bow.

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