Jan 2019
Her petals offered colour to me
I took part in a dance that I lead
Holding my arms the colours swayed
Filling in a sense of something
We drew circles in the air
Creating swirling streams
of bright blues and phosphorescent pinks
Creating spectacular paintings
Of finger and brush
For none to see but for all to wish
I took part in a dance that I lead
Holding my arms the colours swayed
Filling in a sense of something
We drew circles in the air
Creating swirling streams
of bright blues and phosphorescent pinks
Creating spectacular paintings
Of finger and brush
For none to see but for all to wish
I have a lot for emotions that are very different from each other but connected to the same person. I am considering writing more to this.
