The Dream I Shan't ForgetA Poem by MazieFor those that love to dance, I think you'll understand this one :)The night’s become a dimmer glow of dots; They’re swirling, turning, spinning, churning round, No sights the norm, or beats or storms could top . This rhythmic flow of sound does shake the ground And linger tunes of upbeat waves of rock, While thunder strikes a stormy night inside; Without the rain, the screams and sounds are mocked; This wild jungle has no shelter nigh. Then heat to steam, and pleasant dreams are met, Of starry nights and candle lights aglow; The waves drift slow, onto a sun’s last set, As darkness, calm, does fall upon the show; Against the storm I rest my head on that, The moments of a dream I shan’t forget.
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