Oh dancer, the shoes that adorn thy feet
Caress the ground as you dance about things discreet.
As gentle as lovers who first time met
And firm as words that were in stone set.
She will keep dancing till she will swoon.
Her shoes will shine brighter than the moon.
A grace that makes the onlooker sway
As her feather adorned feet dance away.
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My Anthology
PoetryA collection of random poems I'd written at the most random times from the most random inspirations and ideas
