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Created on: December 16, 2009
Come dance with me on clouds of blue
and place your hand in mine.
We'll Waltz along love's whispered song
until the end of time.
Come dance with me on seas of green
this place where two hearts meet.
For dipping, swaying, tempos playing,
we Tango cheek to cheek.
Come dance with me among the flames
of Samba's red desire
for our hearts burn and feel the yearn
as we're dancing in the fire.
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