Rhythms Skirting This Poetical Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rhythms Skirting This Poetical Life



Rhythms skirting this poetical life like a fish as it falls over the top of an interior waterfall, then dropping into the pool below.

Having charms and love all within one heart that wants to be met halfway at least.

Is there anyone able to do just that or does the world have to be searched twenty-four seven for the rest of life.

Going into the ending of what has now dried and gone beyond this earthly life.

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