Monday, July 10, 2023

twelve o'clock

we dance under stars 
one warm summer night 
I can see moonlight
in your eyes making 
everything feel right 
 
we glide across the
dance floor as my heart
flutters from your kiss
 
when the clock strikes  
twelve I am pulled away 
from this dream
 
 
 
 

23 comments:

  1. Why does something always have to interrupt the best dreams?

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  2. An interrupted sweet magical dream.

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  3. A fairytale, even. Lovely write.

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  4. I could feel the intensity build then disappear. Well played!

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  5. Dream of dancing under the stars, how divine! A lovely image in my mind.

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  6. A lovely dream evocation blown by the bell...

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