In the quiet spaces where shadows play,
Where whispers linger and dreams take flight,
A poem weaves its threads of light,
In rhythms that dance through night and day.
Words like stars in a velvet sky,
Illuminate thoughts that dare to soar,
Across vast landscapes, to distant shores,
Where hearts and minds entwine and sigh.
A verse, a song, a fleeting glance,
Captures moments in fleeting trance,
Ink on parchment, a timeless trance,
Where the soul finds its true expanse.
Oh poetry, in your graceful art,
You unveil the beauty of the human heart,
Through joy and sorrow, love and pain,
About the Creator
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The Slow Dance
"The Slow Dance" is an immersive exploration of a singular, stolen moment within the Blue Velvet Candlelight Club. Set against the gritty, neon-soaked backdrop of 1970s Los Angeles, the piece captures the "ancient and gentle" recognition between two souls before a single word is spoken.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about 7 hours ago in Poets
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