#235 (swirl)

She swirls

in a black dress

not to impress

lace sparkling

at the seams

the girl she used to be

she bares for me to see

a wicked smile arises

she leaves backstage

my fingers snap

a beat to the rhythm

of her flying feet

clad in dark leather

© Matthias Geh, 22nd March 2018

 

 

 

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