Read Tim Smith's beautiful reply to my poem here:
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/daydream_dancing_899433
I am the diamond that breathes in your hands; The fine lace to sway in breezes through windows as I crumble dedans la pirouette; The cyclone, the earthquake, implosion of power in your arms. Spin me a room, Weave me a rainbow, Pull me to you and push me away. Burn me, absorb me. I tumble, trip, fall, to be lifted by you, elevated, levitated; Finest rags, softest fringe, ripple around last evening light; Raise me slowly on tiptoes; Rescue me, scream my name loud. Spin me your laughter, Catch me, don't drop me, Pull me to you, never push me away. Dance, don't stop. Never stop. *** May 10, 2017 Copyright © Darren White
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