Jingle Dress
Feathers rock in the swaying black locks Drums beat the tune flickering jingles swoon While ancient chants for the healing dance Circling butterflies upon the turtle shell glide Turquoise tears dangle from beautiful ears Raised colorful wings beads freely swing Deer steps pace in time as jingles chime Feathered fans summon the drums hand Breath fills the air from the maidens fair
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2014
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