little black dress
she wears
that night
and twirls
around the room
you like
she asks
that twinkle
in her eyes
yes
I say
very much
but more
I like
who wears it
she laughs
and twirls
circles
in the room
circles
in my heart
she twirls
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nice one
Thank you.
Delightful and gentle……
Thank you. That’s exactly the way I felt.
This is so sweet.
🙂
Thank you. That’s sweet of you to say.
In your care, she feels amazing. Lovin’ the twirl.
Thank you. I loved the twirl, too.
Beautiful and subtle poem… Very nice Leonard.
Best wishes. Aquileana 😀
Thank you, Aquileana. There may not be myth in a dance like that, but there is magic. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
Very good, (((awhoooo)))
Thank you very much.
Amazing magical. Beautiful in many ways.
Thanks. The twirling still goes on in my mind.
You’re welcome. The mind is a wonderful place. Nothing has to end there. Never is it held to the physical limitations the body is.
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Leonard, this goes to show that a poem can be magical without the verbosity or extraneous descriptives. I like it.
Thank you.
🙂