Careless Whisper
I waited all day to reach out
for your hand
and you accepted
after already dancing
so many songs
in your pretty white dress
Reminiscing on the dance floor
we waltzed effortlessly
to a familiar ballad
our feet light
our eyes lost
as if looking through a mirror
april, two thousand twelve
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Love it. I love the poets I’ve come to know through twitter. They’ve opened a whole new world.
Thank you for stopping by, Joan, and commenting. Sure hope you keep coming back 🙂
Love this one too!
Thank you, Lola.