Photo Blog Series 26

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You go away. A day, a time
Strings of blues morbidly rhyme
I am looking for myself - you!

I try to run, can't help its hurting
Not a way to keep from waiting
There's no joy in me - you!

Photo Blog Series 25

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A spectacle so refreshing

The way his body moves

The lady ought to feel enchanted

The way he holds her & grooves

Could it be a special day that

He had asked her​ to dance

​She ​must snap out of this spell

A surreal and magical trance

But when she​ heard him breathe

Into her​ ears as he held her​ tight

It felt more real than it should

It was heaven – a sullen mind’s delight