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Red Tango

High in the sky, then deep in the well 
Falling my way from heaven to hell 
To fight for what I want to make mine 
With no guarantee, and no sense of time.  
I’m shedding my skin along the descent -  
I wonder if it will ever come to an end. 
Will I shatter in star seeds and dust? 
If so it may be, may it be and just trust.  
I’m wearing my best shoes, they match the devil’s eyes. 
One last act of courage - 
Shivers going down my spine as I meet his luring smile.  
Get ready, the beat is Argentine.  
The stage is ready albeit poorly lit 
The music commences at his fingers’ whip 
“Surrender to the dance, it’s what you came for,” he says 
As I allow my hand in a fearful embrace. 
Perfectly orchestrated chaos 
That’s the melody he chose 
A syncopated symphony of cons and pros 
It makes no sense at all, the rhythm is his own. 
He leads me into the Ocho, infinite times 
I’m thinking I must be losing my mind
I’m doing my best, but I swear, it’s a mess. 
No longer dancing, we’re now playing chess. 
Here it comes, the dreaded free spin 
If I keep my balance, I have a chance to win. 
Don’t forget your steps as you follow his grin. 
Remember to dance, listen to the song within. 
If this is my path to embark in this fall 
Then I must go down with a smile, after all.

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