This NovemberA Poem by J Johnson IIIBehind the old warehouse A dance in the snow I groove to your music My feelings aren't low
Because you are the one The one I see at night The one I long to hold To make everything right
The snow falls down The streetlights gleam gold Where is my heart To you it is sold
As the moon falls down So does this mood The dance is now over It ended too soon © 2017 J Johnson IIIReviews
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6 Reviews Added on December 1, 2014 Last Updated on February 21, 2017 AuthorJ Johnson IIIAboutI am currently writing my first novel. Some of the writings on this profile are older and I like to think that I am evolving. Feel free to read and tell me what you think. more..Writing
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