Dance with OlivierA Poem by Frieda PI want to dance off a cliff with Olivier to feel a gossamer breeze through my locks under a blue orb dabbling among bubble rocks whirling silk floats around our steps on clouds take me on an epic journey of old yesteryear fate brought us together through the darkest lore days of old when men were men and fate was fate wrong was right and history longed for itself the wuthering heights of passion in my dreams no matter what I say or do this is me ghosts of past haunt me to torn love mysteries enraptured by an old fashioned love story take me back to candlelight and lusty secrets beckon to me from those old furled pages misunderstood, tragedy of an old tale I lost myself in your dusty depths of allure dance me to the end of madness and time 'No matter what I ever do or say...this is me now, standing on this hill with you. This is me, forever'
© 2012 Frieda PAuthor's Note
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Added on December 14, 2012Last Updated on December 16, 2012 AuthorFrieda PNJAboutIf you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..Writing
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