One More Song
when we dance I remember France
why I am quite taken with your
masculine formative desires my hearts
rather fond or your sudden rapture
that bestows me each time you enter
a room my mind's frazzled dazzled daze
as I see only bright stars gathering
surrounding us within a brilliant glow
you light up my life you awaken
my senses why nothing else ever
really mattered I'd loved you
always if only I had more song
Copyright © Yolanda Nicholsen | Year Posted 2019
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