
Indulge in the mystery grasp the suspense, set sail in the search hail the pretense. Jump hop and spring, like a harmonic choir let thee sing. Where is the time that waits for no one, lying quiescent, if so, what from? Plié, twist and dance, like a tunnel of love let thee romance. We will meet in the after, and once again bathe in the past laughter. Yours, theirs and also mine, like a poetical lunatic let thee rhyme.
Delightful! 😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
That means so much …
LikeLiked by 2 people
Reblogged this on Smith Shine Poetry and commented:
Reblogged with tags much love.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Brilliant 🧡
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thankyou 😀
LikeLiked by 2 people