Sing Me That Song
Sing me that song of compelling phrase,
Make me long to dance to your croon
With halting rhythms of a distant place.
I shall look longingly into your face,
Lost in the music, we shall commune
Sing me that song of compelling phrase.
I miss the warmth of your embrace,
Your body swaying ‘neath the moon
With halting rhythms of a distant place.
Those special times I’ll remember always
Though, it seems, you left me too soon,
Sing me that song of compelling phrase.
Love like ours filled with sensual grace
Has kept me anticipating your swoon,
With halting rhythms of a distant place.
I know it is not merely a passing craze
A dreamlike fantasy or a foolish tune,
Sing me that song of compelling phrase
With halting rhythms of a distant place.
FIRST PLACE TROPHY WINNER
Written July 22, 2022
Submitted to "Anything Goes" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Mystic Rose Rose
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