FIRE DANCING
Energetically inclined,
Pressing on towards new horizons.
Smiling cat faces,
Dancing on the wings of time.
The newness of dew hazily pouring in,
Wetness on my skin;
Wiping away gentle drops of rain.
Shaman tries to cast his spell.
No more slaved enchantment,
Running free.
Winds blowing, cooly, brushing my hair,
Continuously existing voluntarily.
Pleasurable sensations hastily, moving,
Forward, down my spine.
Kindled emotions letting go,
All hell breaking loose.
BY: Bernice Bowling
Come take a walk with me on a journey through my thoughts and imagination. It's a place where a girl who loves to create. whether it be laughter, through dolls or simply a poem or even a scary story or two, lol. loves helping people through some of her writings, and by giving encouragement whenever she can, and but most of all it's a walk with a girl who loves her son, and knows he's the reason for living.
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