about time for the music to keep on spinnin'
and the world will makeshift dances around it's molten centre
because what would existence feel needed for,
if no life enjoyed the sounds of our singin'
so while twirling mysteries of sunshine's calls
meet the honeysuckle hums of the bees
may the picnic smiles and champagne sips
among bags and bags of baguettes and cheese
be remembered
and loved.
-
Fin.
About the Creator
Ruby Red
Hello friends!
I am a quirky teenager, lover of books, music and theatre. I am happy.
An ally 🏳️🌈
Believe only half of what you see and nothing that you hear - Edgar Allen Poe
Consider this a doorway to my mind and soul.
I hope you enjoy ❤️
Touching the Sky
Back in 2020 (yes, THAT 2020), I took my very first steps towards becoming an international traveler. I was 25 years old, and up to this point, the furthest I'd ever traveled alone from my home state of New Jersey without my family was to West Virginia.
By Emily Marie Concannona day ago in Wander
Comments (2)
This was extremely wonderful! Your imageries were so vivid!
Your poetry skills are phenomenal! 🌟📚 Loved every word! 😊