Blues Room Poem by brooklynn dyer

Blues Room



and i'm dancing now
around this room of blues,
grabbing at your hands,
wishing there was no other
place you'd want to be
than here with me and my
blissful laughter.

Friday, December 9, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: laughter
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brooklynn dyer

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kentucky
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