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March 28, 2010
By falling_star DIAMOND, Stafford, Virginia
falling_star DIAMOND, Stafford, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
"This sh-t writes itself." --William Shakespere

His arms hold me up
High above the people.
I am a swan;
Graceful, beautiful, flowing.
His hands rest on my stomach
Propelling me to the ceiling
Where people stop to watch
My swanlike grace.
He twirls me down
Now I am a snowflake
Spinning, spiraling,
Falling beautifully to Earth.
Arms warm around me
A safe haven
For a melting snowflake.
Fingers laced together
Eyes locked
We move
Triple step triple step rock step.
Counts of eight
And we move to the music.
No longer am I a swan;
Nor a snowflake;
I am beauty, I am grace
I am music.

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on May. 11 2013 at 4:36 pm
CalebODell SILVER, Lee&#39s Summit, Missouri
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Beautiful, smooth poem. I liked the rhythm and how the work seemed to flow similar to how music does. Well done!

on Jun. 24 2010 at 9:04 am
HeatherBee BRONZE, I Live In, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
Go on and try to tear me down. I will be rising from the ground, like a skyscraper

Love is louder than the pressure to be perfect

aww that made me feel all light and graceful:))) nice poem