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'my Dress Is a Cloud of Red'
I savor silence and my solitary dreams, my wanderings and in my candlelit room, I withdraw to my secret place and you I have put on our wedding dance music and I am travelling back, back in time with a sigh I know what comes next and I want to weep with love my dress is a cloud of red chiffon flowing, flowing and you my darling, are in a black suit soft the jazz music drifting in my meditation did I put that music on or did it just come to me you whisper in my ear, I love you, and I turn the page back, back, I turn back the pages we swirl onto the dance floor, twirling and dipping perfectly and the red chiffon is beauty kiss me my darling your whisper or is that the music your strong arms hold me tightly, oh I remember and we are spinning, spinning, spinning then the music is loud like thunder, roaring and you are fading our hands slipping then our fingertips and still we are spinning until you are gone and I am alone yet the music goes on and on and in my candlelit room, I take a deep breath . . . __________________________________ February 5, 2016 Poetry/Free Verse/ 'my dress is a cloud of red' Copyright Protected, ID 16 1150-242-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. Your Choice 2 Brian Strand First place
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