Ghosts to dance in dreamlike fashion
once again to grace the ball
for centuries the past reprieves
the heartbreak of it all
In the here and ever
dance we did and dance we still
as if the veil of time suspends
the fact we always will
Time gives way to ruin
ticking clocks are obsolete
nothing more forever formed
to twirl in our defeat
Two silhouettes of love's regret
again to grace the ball
etched upon the echoes of
the heartbreak of it all
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2 comments:
beautiful melancholy!
☺️ thank you
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