RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Lapses Of Memory - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Waltzing across my soul, notes dance and jump for joy, because they have an intense audience from within.
Tones begin and end in every poem I write.
Soaring to new heights, I fall into lapses of memory, standing aside and listening to rhythms cross over and under me in mind-altering circumstances.
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