Poem Number 12778

The waltz of dusk plays through my mind
as I dance with my shadow, keeping the time
with his feet, he leads these steps sublime,
echoing through the ballroom.
echoing through the ballroom.

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Let us dance one more twirl
take my hands I 'm the girl
I'll follow your steps in a whirl
For memories sake, one more time
For memories sake, one more time

Nice poem Eregwir. Especially like "the waltz of dusk" Good to see you back.
~~Cor~~
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ohhhhhhh, too late,I've already posted, ...lol... Eregwir, I thought you were a guy, but just realised ... you are a girl! 'a'
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...but then maybe 'death' is a him??? :-)

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One thing about a shadow they are always in step. cem
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No, I'm a guy. (lol)
Actually, I wasn't thinking of death when I wrote that. I was thinking of
those quiet times of solitude when no one is around; I can just reflect,
think, plan, and do those things you can't really do when a lot of people
are around you. I do appreciate those times. Thanks for the comments and
addition.
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