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Barefoot in the park
Wanting to be heard
Gallivanting like a lark
Not getting hurt
Daintily on ivory keys
Of black and white
I dance blowing a kiss
Not of spite
You see slender legs
That’s freedom of choice
Whispering for fun’s sake
Cheekily a feminine voice
Make me stop
To glide into your arms
Down with a hop
Tinkling with chimes
Stark naked
To end the dance
Wrapped in blanket
I can play the piano ......but not with my feet. Great poem Hank.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
well that would be quite the sight to see...
ReplyDeletebut what freedom would be felt....
haha tapping free, naked as can be, would sure be something to sea
ReplyDeleteI liked "You see slender legs
ReplyDeleteThat’s freedom of choice
Whispering for fun’s sake
Cheekily a feminine voice"
it's a nice write!
Been a while since I was last starkers in public - but a dance about in the nuddy (somewhere) is a must for young lovers!
ReplyDeleteWhispering for fun's sake...yes.
ReplyDeletewrapped in a blanket of charm..love that line..really lovely poem Hank..
ReplyDeleteThis is a playful piece. I can imagine the speaker with that glint in her eye. :-)
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