The Dance


  • Life

    The Dance

    So elegantly poised and upright,
    they face each other, eyes never distancing themselves from another.
    The touch of her hand soft as a velvet rose,
    his hand gentle as a falling cherry blossom,
    as the magnetic resonance begin, closely, so eloquently displayed,
    raindrops begin, flowers bloom, birds sing, and the earth awakens,
    Everyone awaits the dance of life.

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    kkirkwood commented on The Dance


    Keep on dance to the beat of life it has so many beautiful rhythms that continue to play out.

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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