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Dance Floor

Nostrils flared like a horse ready for a race The stare intense with desire Prancing she crosses the floor Sending mental messages Hoping the universe will decode Interpret and methodically decipher Creating sweet serendipity unstoppable through time Playfully with protruding lips with hypnotic swing of hips Blushing of the face batting of sultry eyes She struts across the dance floor Picking a partner of choice. 02/08/16

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 8/6/2016 1:45:00 PM

- ...... brings sweet memories, dear Phyllis - A lovely poem :) - Happy weekend :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Phyllis Babcock
Date: 8/24/2016 10:30:00 AM

Thanks Anne Lise for your comment. Busy with babysitting in Aug. so not much writing this month. love phyl

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/3/2016 6:56:00 AM

this is really cute, my friend. It's almost 6 am. I wonder if I stop commenting now (still not caught up) I can actually get an hour and a half of shut-eye?? I bet not!!

Phyllis Babcock
Date: 8/24/2016 10:30:00 AM

Thanks for your comment Andrea. love phyl