Masterpiece

♦ February 10, 2013 ♦ 5 Comments

Masterpiece

 

We dance, but there’s no music,

nonetheless, you take my hand

in yours before the moment has a

chance to slip away.

 

We listen closer and hear our

own melody filling our ears with

the notes of our laughter and

the symphony of our soul.

5 Comments

  1. C.J. Black
    February 11, 2013 – 4:38 am

    Friendship eh!

    Reply
  2. thenerdyscribe
    February 11, 2013 – 7:06 am

    What a beautiful and happy poem!

    Reply
  3. fuzzlovefamily
    February 12, 2013 – 6:03 am

    Short but filled with so much feeling.

    Reply
  4. Rosemontower
    February 12, 2013 – 9:52 pm

    romantic! ❤

    Reply
  5. Intellect Ink
    February 13, 2013 – 2:33 am

    beautiful. can’t help but feel that the last word doesn’t fit perfectly, but it’s really great

    Reply

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