Thedance Poem by Peter LeBuhn

Thedance



in the hills of green
the sunshines asheen
like a panther...you come upon thee
without a warning...a trace

like a panther...coming upon thee
without a warning...a traced
entrance by your charms
you are like royalty
humbly wearing your arms

words are not spoken
understood
the dance has begun
the future is love

Wednesday, March 18, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: dance
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Peter LeBuhn

Peter LeBuhn

Silver Spring Maryland
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