Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Romance Dances with the Rain


I see her


standing there


she is beautiful


porcelain in color


eyes enchanting


whistful and lonely


she is waiting


to dance with the Rain


her partner


her love


ever enduring


graceful and limber


she floats


against the sky


twirling


she is happy now


this lady called


Romance


for she is


one


with


Rain


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{This poem is dedicated to two lovely friends who have chosen to leave us for a higher place. May they dance forever, with the sun in their face and the wind at their feet}

1 comment:

Graciel said...

Oh, Darling, now I must re-apply my eye makeup. Thank you so very much. It is simply exquisite, your poetry. I love you.

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