Dancing
I wish I were dancing
Floating across the floor
He is wearing a suit
I, a gown
The music, sweet and melodious
Finds me twirling in a fantasy land
Filled with happiness
Laughter
Love
His warm embrace
Tickles my senses
And my heart surges forward
And then
As I am looking into his eyes
Searching every corner of his perfect soul
I stop
And realize that I'm not in a ballroom
Not in a gown
I'm just standing, staring into his eyes
And I'm dancing
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6 comments:
Lovely poem and photo! Have a wonderful day!
Gigi @ Old World Patina
Happy Sunday Des. What a gorgeous Church and the reflection is so pretty. Heartwarming poem too.
Kris
Have a wonderful day Des!!
Wishing you a very peaceful Sunday Des....
Hugs~
Mari
Love this pic with the reflection of the church in the water and that bridge! I love bridges! Happy Sunday, Des!
aaahhh, I used to love dancing. It's been awhile, my friend.
~Sheri
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