Ice Cold Poem by Phil Soar

Ice Cold



She danced for me on a shimmering lake of cold ice
Leaving a route, cast from blades of steel
I watched as she performed her orchestrated dance
To an audience of one, that seemed ideal

Thursday, May 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dance
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