{"id":724,"date":"2009-10-19T03:12:01","date_gmt":"2009-10-19T03:12:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/averral.com\/blog\/?p=724"},"modified":"2009-10-19T03:16:45","modified_gmt":"2009-10-19T03:16:45","slug":"724","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.averral.com\/blog\/2009\/10\/724\/","title":{"rendered":"The Romance of the Last Dance"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Why do I see behind your wrinkled eyes
\nThe sadness of a young girl who was once beautiful?
\nNow bounded to domestic chores and rearing of children
\nYour fragile hands becoming thin
\nYour health diminishing
\nas your vitality of youth
\nseems to fade
\nas the fences around your home
\nseem to lock you inside<\/p>\n

Your husband, who pursued you
\nwith promises of security and comfort
\nNow, in another land of male chauvinism
\nThe dollar sign in his mind as his eyes avert you
\nHis eyes preying at the skimpy dressed girls in the night club<\/p>\n

You remembered, not so long ago,
\nThe familiar tune fills up the dance floor
\nAs you turned and swayed, hands in his
\nyour head in his chest, listening to his heartbeat
\nThe romance of the last dance<\/p>\n

You awake from your fantasy
\nAs a vast empty room greets you
\nYou look at the gold clock
\nThat stopped ticking long ago
\nAs you continue your routine
\naround the home, while waiting for him
\nto come back once more.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Why do I see behind your wrinkled eyes The sadness of a young girl who was once beautiful? Now bounded to domestic chores and rearing of children Your fragile hands becoming thin Your health diminishing as your vitality of youth seems to fade as the fences around your home seem to lock you inside Your […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[366],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\t\n