Dance Partner Directive

Come to my gravesite
All dressed in red
A black umbrella held
over your head
that partially obscures you from view

As I am gently lowered to
my final place of rest
Take the bouquet you hold
So tightly to your chest
Tossed in as a final farewell from you

Abuzz with life the word will fly
Who is this and what does it mean
This gesture of love so blatently shown
before this to others unseen
Then solemnly turn away

And you and I who loved from afar
Cross the space of realities apart
Will once more connect in this day and time
In this expression from the heart
A beautifully executed ballet
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Wolf Avatar
August 22, 2023 at 7:27 PM
Lively directive here, Vickey!
Rhymer Avatar
August 22, 2023 at 9:29 PM
Hi Gershon,thanks for the read.
Brotherton Avatar
August 22, 2023 at 2:04 PM
A sad, but beautiful story of love that never was. This one brings tears to me. Thanks for sharing.
Rhymer Avatar
August 22, 2023 at 9:28 PM
Thanks for reading and your kind comment Bro.
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