I held her hands,
And drew her close.
I held in my lips,
A big red rose.
Swayed to the left,
And swayed to the right.
With her in my arms,
I could dance all night.
Circled each other,
And whirled her around.
Held her close,
Lifted her off the ground.
Her form perfect,
As though of clay.
The big red rose,
In her lips now lay.
(Inspired by KM)
Saturday, May 1, 2010
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2 comments:
Nice one!!
beautiful!
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