Dance Of Romance Poem by LaShisna Bridges

Sitting here thinking, listening, and wondering…
Sitting here imagining and trying to find the smell, the dance...
An unforgettable beginning of a revolving reminder…
A vivid picture that can capture the essence of time in between time
The beginning was innocent, a blush of powder sugar, and falling white soft feathers…
The middle was fire that smothered you, twirling winds that were contagious and free…
I lift my arms and breathe all of the innocent, sweet, soft, and hot wind in me freely.
On top of a mountain that made my worries commit suicide…
The end was a shower of romance…
A bed a pink soft romance to slumber in…
A delicate blanket of a thousand kisses that surrounded me with your smell
A whisper of lavender wisteria that broke free and flew with the wind, looked backed, and kissed the past goodbye

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