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The Black Dress Spinning

In the echos of forgotten music
  I still see the endless dance

The black dress slowly spinning
Knowing I have lost my chance

Moving swiftly cross the floor
To a beat I cannot hear

Remembering my hesitation
With rejections only fear

So alone there upon the floor
With a still and empty room

I still see the black dress spinning
In my dreams my end my doom

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  • Viyanna Rosemarie silver member
    July 24

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    how very sad this write is from you. it made me wish to cry for you. thank you for sharing it with me today. it is good to hear from old friends. viyanna rosemarie


  • karma-n-peace
    February 28

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    Very sad and created with a poets masterfull pen.
    Each of your poems have a rythm and flow to them that can not be matched.
    Wonderful again John!

    Hugz!


  • Melodies
    February 26

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    Love your poem and think the dress must have had a pretty girl inside it. She would LOVE to dance with you!