poems in parting

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on a bridge

is a lock without a key

wistful dream

that is a will o’ the wisp

amended by charm and vibration

in resolute visions

she has waited so long

it only
happens when she dips then pirouettes

she’s
open to play


her body and her inspiration ascended

she is visualized in a lovers song

where the night is absolved

under full moonlight

that
pleasing poet of burnished silver
float across the sky

see the wind as it shakes

it goes around

and comes

back to the round

wiping tears away

with those poems in parting

 

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This is just to let you know Sir that I read & liked the weave

This is just to let you know Sir that I read & liked the weave


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