The Last Dance
Eyes like sunrise and a heart of gold
Woven together into that beautiful soul.
Waltzing together in this room of old
Fates and melting into this endless glow.
Falling through this enchanted flow, like rivers.
Sand clocks trapped in an endless loop of time,
Dancing to a far-away chime.
Ever after, it seemed, But it broke
As soon as the song ceased,
The hearts broken with the glass,
Yet, still holding onto the memories of past.
Date: 14/08/2022
Contest name: Strong Emotions Poetry Contest.
Sponser:Emile Pinet.
Emotion: Love.
Copyright © Bommi Shivani | Year Posted 2022
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