“Floral Waltz”

I gazed upon her shadow on the floor

and watched the dance from wall to door.

She moved at such a fluid pace…

My, the sun had given her such grace.

I couldn’t help but feel perplexed

The way she turned seemed so complex.

As her figure lingered at my door

I couldn’t help but wish for more.

My only hope was that I knew

At sunrise the waltz would start anew.

The sun had journeyed east to west,

her shadow finally came to rest.

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