The tender dance

Tread slowly in one's passion lest you fall,

In love's enticing snare, many lost their way.

Look, It's a potent wine that do beset us all,

In its depths, some sank, some carry their day 

As strangers, we approach the tender dance,

Where fancy and the soul in harmony shake 

Each step, a delicate balance, does enhance

Risk of heartache or the love's sweet shape.

As the tickker do yield to love's sweet might,

'Tis necessity to keep it splendid and secure.

For many have fallen prey to love's delight,

And in its wake, sorrow and pain endure.

Tread slowly, dear, and heed this tale,

Lest love's sweet wine you wary heart assail.

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