A last dance around the floor...
who could really ask for more?
I could,
I don't want to lose...
A last tight, warm embrace...
the feel of me against your face.
I could,
stay like this...
A bright glow from your kiss...
everything that I could miss...
I would,
not stand to lose...
Warren Augustus de Guzman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/losing/
