Silver Lace

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Soul Poetry

 

I see me in gown-
elegant, grace
completely woven
of silver lace


trailing down,
pooled at my feet-
like a river it flows
in perfect pleat

 

liquid strands
hang in my hair,
against the black-
glamourous flair

 

intricate detail
my body bejeweled
silver lace,
webbed and tulled

 

such dress exists
in only mind's glance,
where it adorns my soul
throughout life's dance.

 

 

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