Final Dance
as trickles hum to glossy oaks and skies---
come waltz me in the symphony of rain
enshrining charms adored .... though moon decries
love gone: just let night’s movement whirl again.
in love’s tempo as beats far roll to sigh
of final dance-steps drenching our goodbye.
Contest: A Rhyme In 60 for Laura Loo 1/25/2017
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