The last dance & afterward

When the final song 
has trickled gently
through the halls
your hand 
is resting on my chest,
my breath is nesting
with your hair;
I wonder how
tonight may end
just as we just 
began.

How can we leave 
and go alone,
    apart,
        again?
Summer Evening
Edward Hopper

Today De hosts the Quadrille at dVerse and the word to embed in your 44 word poem is go.

February 22, 2021

30 responses to “The last dance & afterward

  1. This is incredibly romantic, Bjorn and the artwork by Hopper is the perfect accompaniment! 💝💝 Indeed, “How can we leave and go alone,
    apart, again?” 🙂

  2. ….and the last of the lyric “Every new beginning comes from some other beginnings end” … Your words are beautifully descriptive.

  3. Exquisite this: “my breath is nesting/with your hair;” it captures that unwillingness to leave something so precious. Love it!

  4. Yes, where do you go when the music ends and the light go on? Just as our romance have begun. I for one would take a long slow walks over the bridges of Stockholm. 😉

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