Another foray into the realms of "limite surréaliste" with a poem that straddles the midnight hour ~ the date given is when the poem was started.
Slow Dance - 06 Nov 13
Slow dance
We move together
Feet hardly shifting
Keeping the gentle sway
Letting us float
Slow drift
Through æons
Across the crowded stars
Our dance Eternal
Dancing by starlight
Drift dance
Across worlds of wonder
Dawns and sunsets
Painted for us everywhen
Eternity is not long enough
I love dancing in the Universe of "limite surréaliste"
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