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The party

The night starts young and the money is set
For tonight there the party where we first met
My nerve are ravening and my heart it pounds
For I can see you standing in the Crowd
I walk on over , I can smell your sweet scent
That pungent aroma that excites in my head
The closer I get the more thoughts I will have
For I want to be close to you here in this crowd
The scene is set the time is right
I take you hand and hold it real tight
I twirl you around for this princess I see
Won’t you come dancing , dancing with me



im just starting on my writing journey still finding my ground hoping to get noticed in the writing world

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