Tags : waltz

Loving Miracle.

Loving Miracle.

A Poem by Leah Everett


Crisp memories still breezy in my mind. Of how your bronze eyes shimmered when our gaze linked. I lay icy under the bedcovers when the stars awa..
The Last Waltz

The Last Waltz

A Poem by Muse


Dance with the macabre.......
Flickering Light (K is for Kristin)

Flickering Light (K is for Kristin)

A Poem by Abdul Batin Osman Bey


For the woman who has captured my mind, body, and soul, with a bit of life reflection
One, and two, and...

One, and two, and...

A Poem by Somebrownnerd


Staying up so late, I used to be fake.
Waltz of the Red Square

Waltz of the Red Square

A Poem by Lewis Davis-Norman


A little something from my trip to Russia, hope you enjoy!
A Waltz in the Sky

A Waltz in the Sky

A Story by Aranee


She was busy scribbling down her thoughts into a leather-bound notebook. After penning down her final thoughts, she put down her ink pen and stared..
The Waltz of One

The Waltz of One

A Poem by Ethale Captor


My lone walk of life.
WALTZING VANILLA

WALTZING VANILLA

A Poem by kublakhan27


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One Hell of a Butler

One Hell of a Butler

A Story by Samantha Scythe


The waltz was a difficult dance, I may have been a young lord, the queen's lap dog as some like to call me, but I had never danced before. I could nev..
Phantom Couple

Phantom Couple

A Poem by Mason Rayburn


Cue the phantom couple As they waltz across the courtyard. Their master looks on Silently raising a hand to signal None other than their Wou..
Panic Waltz

Panic Waltz

A Poem by Kelly


Dance with me, dance with me Dance to the panic waltz Lose your breath, lose your breath Drown in the panic waltz Kill your mind, kill..
Exempt

Exempt

A Chapter by Abdul Batin Osman Bey


birth and death
The waltz of death

The waltz of death

A Poem by L259


The white vintage dress I’m wearing this time, The alluring, blood stained sickle is this night my partner to crime. Performing a gentle..
A Dance

A Dance

A Poem by Sam Lieberman


With sweating handsAnd hips to swayA haunting danceFrom dusk till dayHer crimson lipsStained red with wineMy bony handsClasped to her spineThe guests ..
Masquerade

Masquerade

A Story by Darkimmortal


The dance never ends.
Waltz

Waltz

A Poem by Destiny S.


The pines are swaying above my head.Back and forth they swing, inviting thespruces into their wobbly waltz.

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