Dancing in the Clouds
Written for First Prompt Unofficial Vocal Challenge
I've watched the rain
Hit the window pane
Hour after hour
I've pined to dance
In the clouds as they advance
Oh, what it would be
To feel the mist
Touch my face
And to pirouette
As they drift by in the sky
So, I painted myself
This little dress
Light as a feather
And filled with magic
To spin me into the clouds
Where I'll dance
'til my feet are tired
When I float back down
Drenched in dew
I'll spin my memories
Into a fairy tale for you
Thanks for the First Prompt Challenge! Hope you enjoy my little entry!
About the Creator
KA Stefana
I started writing as a hobby during quarantine. From a hobby, a passion bloomed. Author of Dark Fantasy with a twist of romance. Available on KU - The Origins of Darkness, The Daughters of Darkness and The Forgotten.
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Comments (3)
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Aw...so lovely, both poem and dress.
This is wonderful! “So, I painted myself This little dress Light as a feather And filled with magic To spin me into the clouds” Such a whimsical, effortless crafting of a fairy tale… your painting is beautiful and it adds this gentle charm that enriches your words with its authenticity ❤️