It Is the Moment
It is the moment when the drummer beats his drum,
and he does this with all the force that he can muster,
striking my soul with the intensity of burning fire
and longing that I could be a bird suddenly of color
that has been black and white before, and oh, so thankful!
It is the moment when I could be a rainbow,
and not just any rainbow, but have colors in me never seen!
It is the moment when I fall in love, and that love is for ever.
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10/27/2015
Contest - Dancing with Description
Sponsor - Casarah Nance
1st place win
Copyright © Julia Ward | Year Posted 2015
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