dancing alone
in the kitchen—
when a memory
steps on my foot
I rush to kiss it
June 12, 2016 by Rosemerry
dancing alone
in the kitchen—
when a memory
steps on my foot
I rush to kiss it
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged dancing, memory, poem, poetry | 1 Comment
I’m not sure if you’re kissing the memory or the foot 🙂 Knowing you, you can get your foot up that high.