My wilting Rose always said it was as easy as, one, two, three
One smile, and my heart is agloW
Never, had I truly understood the meaning of chI
Every move was in perfect balance, she was a dancer, you could telL
Toward me she weaved, and my heart skips a beaT
Waltzing across the dance floor, her eyes are spilling confettI.
Only god could manifest such an angelic visioN
Three keys are broken, but the old piano continued playinG
Haunting fingers caressed the ivory, but touching her made me shiveR
Reassuring ebony eyes whirl by, and with grace she pivots on a single stilettO
Every passing year I return, and the memory of my beautiful Rose never wiltS
Each time, that piano I pass, I find her fleeting memory is still waiting to embrace mE
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Bewitched
PoetryHello and Welcome to our 2021 February contest. All Poets Pub members are welcome to join in. We will have two prompts for this month, please read all of the rules carefully. Congratulations to our February 2021 Contest Winners!! ~~ First Place ~...
