On a strolling walk, dance-fully pacing
Crickets secretly chirp, birds busy whistling
The golden sun on an endless soirée to set
The trees silently hang around spring’s nest

You, over the miles count the pace
I, on the edge close the space
With vigor, charms strike a chord
Heart receives strength from its weak accord

Echoes of whispers of ‘Wa wa ok’ reverberate
Through the lines of a warm evening’s climate
Smiles; they do alter without warning
Armies of dances surround me miming

This longing soirée sets to go to rest
Its gentle breeze around my chiming best
With hopes upon hopes I dearly pen
My words upon your beauty’s den.

Live, Love, Laugh


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Live, Love, Laugh
Kemi Gwan.

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