Slow Dance

A Poem By Elizabeth Anne // 3/5/2013

Drifting,
Slowely,
Through a sea of cloth
That melts in the early morning light.

Twirling,
Gently,
Through a curtain of light
That glows like a halo 'round about.

Dancing,
Gracefully,
Through a crowd of people
That dissipate after night
Has ended
And the dance
Is done.

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