Friday, October 22, 2010

Dancer Dancer

Private Dancer



dancer dancer

will you ride

with me

between

shakespeare and

shots ringing out

as hard

as i try to be good

they wont let me

sleep in the house

i know you feel me

i can see it

through the tears

in your eyes.

I love you

you don’t

have to love me back

but I’m right here

if life slides off track

I am inside you

I feel what you feel

your name

on my lips

every time I kneel

hoping theres a God

out there somewhere

dancer dancer

do you wanna ride