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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