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by Dancing Rivers Jul 3, 2017
Life, society /
Once she glanced up into the horizon
sparkling with the silky blue smoke-
of her last cigarette-
she subtly groaned with pleasure-
Wrapped in the satin touch of pain-
she had come this far to see her dreams
manifest in this vision of life
a paradox of love and fear
A dance is all it was in the end
A tango between love and fear.
the true challenge was realising
that love is fear manifested:
Love was just fear on a happy day.
As she jumped off the cliff
onto the cool beach sand
throwing her head back in arrogance
she relived that moment of bliss
When love and fear
became two personalities in one body
fighting always, for the limelight
She chose to let them both roam free
This is astounding and I am speechless
OMG! I have no words. This is so freaking good!! Amazing write!
Hi, Hazel. Wow, so happy to read from you. I could only agree with Ben. This is excellent!
by Dancing Rivers
thank you so much <3
by Ben Pickard
Good to read new work from you, Hazel. I shall nominate this excellent piece later.
All the best,
thank you my friend :) <3