Misty blue eyes, a child of the stage,
Immersed in the music, beneath the bright light.
Come sit by his side when the music is done.
Have mercy on one who is lonely tonight.
Entranced by your motions, they sit all alone,
Longing to hold you, if just for a while.
Let each fantasize as you gracefully move,
Ending your dance with a lovely smile.
Nov. 15, 1986
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