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The Dance Of Love I stand here waist deep, showered in confetti raining down- Your love. And as it rises past my head until I am unseen, I suffocate and die the sweetest of deaths. Reborn, refound, discovered in your soft embrace. What you have done to me. What I have become. The gentleman turned madman; Mad. Blissfully insane with burning passion, for you, your every inch, and the air around…