Sunday, August 21, 2016

The Last Dance

The Last Dance

The lights dim down
The moon is bright
But the night is almost done
Murmurs are the only sound
As every man finds "the one"

But I need not look too far
 For she is near to me
I look into her gorgeous eyes
And Everything I can see

I see an angel
I see perfection
As I hold her gentle hands
This is how she makes me feel
In my final dance

- K.S. Fort

From, "Everything : Creative Chaos "



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