String's Mystic RythmA Poem by Dark Poetry
Under the light of the gentle moon
The cold breeze of midsummer night
Men and women in tuxedoes and gowns
Dancing like black and white roses entwined
There I was, just narrating the story
Then you came
With the scent of the mystic moon
Your dress is white as fallen snow
You danced like the lustrous wind
With violins dancing in the air
Your movements timed with it's strings
It's mystic ryhtm seems like cries when you dance
The violins calmed down
From it's crying rythm
You were in the porch with the moon in your eyes
As I say "May I have this dance?"
And we dance like roses entwined
Once again, with it's string's mystic rythm.
© 2012 Dark Poetry
Added on April 29, 2012
Last Updated on April 29, 2012
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