Imagination Poem by Harley Bunting
Imagination
Dancing in the moonlight never seemed to be my thing,
But seeing the moonlight glisten off the water,
was a sight I never thought i'd see,
As he spun and twirled me,
All I could think of was another man,
A man that really existed,
For the man who I danced in the moonlight,
Was a figment of my imagination,
He is the man I wish mine would be,
But my man will never be my imagination!
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4/26/2024 1:38:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
An insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned from the heart with conviction. Thanks for sharing Harley.