Sunday, 12 April 2015

National Poetry Month Day 12: Last Dance #NaPoWriMo

We trip the light fantastic, and darkly, in my daily poem for Day 12 Of National Poetry Month...




The Last Dance

Our starlit night, a celestial crown
perched in glory atop our lives.
The music begins, a rhythmic waltz;
it’s our final dance, before the end.

Perched in glory, atop our lives,
splayed out, together memories;
moments we laughed, or cried.

The music begins, a rhythmic waltz;
the strains of our favorite Strauss
imbue the night and our hearts.

It’s our final dance, before the end,
before that concluding breath,
before that last kiss of forever.


© A. F. Stewart 2015 All Rights Reserved 

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