The Perfect Trance Poem by Shaapit .

The Perfect Trance

A delightful night
And full of turns
I saw a beautiful sight
That others didn't.

My childhood friend
Now young and lean
Holding my sight
Without a blink.

I went upto her
And took her hand
And proposed to her
To lead a dance.

As we danced along
The glowing sand
The stars gazed upon
A perfect trance.

As the moon lit the night
She lit my heart
It's yours, I told her
And always was.

Saturday, January 10, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood
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