Dance With Me
Looking across the room I see you! Trembling and nervous She thought, “What a gentleman?” “Would you dance with me?” he asked Slowly but surely I took your hand and watched
07/21/2016
Poetry
By: Anonymous
I have always been a fire, And everyone I loved walked away as ashes, Until I met a phoenix, Who was born to love flames.
I have always been a fire, And everyone I loved walked away as ashes, Until I met a phoenix, Who was born to love flames.