Sun Dancing
In the blush of sunlight, our flames become
a lacquered glow of orb we grasp its shine
to frolic in morn's bliss, hands coil as one.
In the blush of sunlight, our flames become
like promenading rays on winds that hum
until twin shadows glide a dance divine.
In the blush of sunlight, our flames become
a lacquered glow of orb we grasp its shine!
One in Five: For Beauty Strive Contest
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Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2013
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