Last Dance

[Trevor Vincent]

Tonight when I looked at her I had a million words to say - all of which wouldn't make sense unless the tip of my tongue touched just right with hers - Maybe it was the wrong time, wrong place or wrong man to feel the words that dripped from my mind. What I had was real but was it really real enough to express to her on this night. My fear and frustration held me back from something that needed to be shown. In her arms she had me but I was gone in the split second that it takes a thought to fall to the uncarpeted floor. Shattering and scattering like my love.

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[This message has been edited by Trevor Vincent (edited August 28, 2001).]

[machinery]

wow, i really like this...they way you word it....and for some reason, I really like how you put it into paragraph form.....

"I had a million words to say - all of which wouldn't make sense unless the tip of my tongue touched just right with hers - Maybe it was the wrong time, wrong place or wrong man to feel the words that dripped from my mind."

this is the part that really caught me...real nice wording and picture images I got from this.....

the only complaint I do have is that your writing switches from "her" to "you"...messed me a up a bit....but if you polish that up, gonna be real nice, but I don't know, maybe that was your intention.......



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[Trevor Vincent]

I did switch from her to you...that was unintentional. I'll have to change it.

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