Dancin' where the stars go blue
Dancin' where the evening fell
Dancin' in your wooden shoes
In a wedding gown
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notwithstanding the stars go blue dancing, here is a bright companion to follow you on your wooden steps...this poem gives a pleasing feel 10
star when blue rain may not come rainbow often comes with colours quatum moon seems to be painted by the art of love the speckles of colour yet flints upon the onlooker even when alone reasoed true by the whispers of evening...............yet lovely poem bespoken of love when luscious too, well penned,10/10, thanks for sharing
I love the version of this song when Tim McGraw sings it, it would have to be one of my favourites.... Hugs Cyber Daughter - Kayla
This is a dancy poem, to be sure. No telling what might be brought into such a dance- colors, objects emotions. Seeing your poem prompted me to dig up my old poem in which a light source turns blue. It's titled DOPPLERESQUE, and I just posted it.