The Last DanceA Poem by Deborah Leah Krempagive me a cabin on hill
with a nearby stream
a place where the two of us
can sit back and dream
or a teepee will do
long as i can be with you
i could take an old shack
and make it into a home
never leave you lonely
place wild flowers
in a vase
on the kitchen table
every spring and summer
cuddle up with you
next to a cozy fire
stirring such passionate desire
we couldn't get any higher
i'd love to have
the last dance with you
each and every night
for you are my hearts delight
© 2009 Deborah Leah Krempa |
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3 Reviews Added on August 17, 2009 AuthorDeborah Leah KrempaToledo, OHAboutI am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..Writing
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