Our styles might be different but we have one goal on the dance floor.

Just a poem…

A short poem on the endeavor.

I felt like I was in a metaphysical prison, the world was on my shoulders, and my lover wanted nothing to do with me. This is the end product of those feelings.

Hold your nerve,take a deep breathe & get ready to rock the floor.

Dont give up on love!

Questa poesia è una poesia della pace.

I wrote this March 28, 2011.

The morality is that birthday is a sacred day. The classic music about sacred spring of Vivaldi is also there to testify about that. March is really a sacred month because of Easter.

Just enjoy Triond, but don’t rush to write, but I try to catch up with others’ posts instead, when I’m not writing, I read and comment, also learning and improving along the way, though also as time consuming, but at least I try.