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Holding on to light,
Opens doors unseen,
Promises kept bright,
Endings fresh and clean.
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Silken Chains
Silhouettes of the female form were given flesh and bone. Silken skin glistened under the spotlight. Dry ice rose around our Icons as they danced atop their podiums in the Square. Heralded for their beauty, their movements were slight, powerful, and sensual.
By Paul Stewart5 days ago in Fiction
Comments (3)
We should all have HOPE to do whatever we hope to do. Good work.
Agreed, best poetry
hope drives us and keeps us going