A Lil’ Late

…but as promised, here’s a piece that wasn’t sold:

And She Danced
By John Galt

The fire roared
The drink flowed
And she danced

The moon shone
The water rippled
And she danced

Night birds called
Shooting stars fell
And she danced

A beautiful smile
Honest and happy
And she danced

A hidden laugh
Gentle and shy
And she danced

My hand taken
Pulling me close
And we danced

Published in: on April 4, 2011 at 8:30 pm  Leave a Comment  

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