Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2018
never had a red dress made of paper cloth, now i have two.

.

let us look at things, differently.

often, we do things, no one ever sees.

that is you and me. two of us
dancing in the dark. it came
and went,

quickly.

will come again
in autumn, then

all can see.

this time,
it was a
private view.

sbm.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
74
     JaxSpade, july hearne and Ray Ross
Please log in to view and add comments on poems