Poem -

In Tune

~~I stand to the side waiting for a ballad I can move to.

This broken record of the same song needs to be turned off for good.

Your off-key melodies have become an unpleasant sound to my mind.

Playing my heartstrings so much they have become out of tune

A consistent transition of a resounding heartbeat to a smooth drum beat.

The sway of your body language doing a clumsy dance of indecision.

An all to familiar song and dance routine poorly orchestrated.

So I turn my back to ignore the sight of your two left feet.

But the chorus is still inside my head on repeat.

I make my way out to the dance floor to you.

Take your hands and steady your movement.

Show you all you needed was a partner with grace to perfect your routine.

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Nardine Sanderson

I stand to the side waiting for a ballad I can move to.

This broken record of the same song needs to be turned off for good.

Your off-key melodies have become an unpleasant sound to my mind.

Playing my heartstrings so much they have become out of tune

brilliantly constituted, again adoring heart speaking clearly,

beautiful ending sweetheart, very in tune with your inner emotions, much love nardine xoxo

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