The endless dance

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A love poem with a difference, after all, love is the endless dance...

Submitted: July 17, 2007

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The house contains
Hidden mirrored darkness
And  velvet vague
Echoes within echoes, wanting
Desperately
To be remembered.
Eyes within eyes
I can see,
Over my shoulder
Sepia tinted yesterdays
Of magnolia memories,
Scented sensations
And realisations
Of far away
And long ago
And faces that
I seem to know.

Somewhere in the distance
There is music playing,
Such a haunting
And bittersweet
Melody
Comes dancing
Through dust laden
Hallways ,
Making lace draped
 crystal
Chandeliers
Quiver in ecstasy,
This ghostly gentle
 symphony
That seems
 to be
A part of me.

And then I sense you by my side,
Slipping your hands
Into mine
Together once again,
And suddenly
I realise
In sweet delight
And soft surprise,
The eyes within
the eyes I saw
Were memories
From a distant shore,
Returning
To my heart again
To kiss my soul
And heal my pain,
My darling
Shall we dance again?…





 


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