#tbt Waltz of Spirits

The floor stretches before me

black and white checkerboard tile

feet glide soundlessly

to the waltz in my head

My arms arched as if partnered

but empty


transparent forms

swirl around me

lost in the dance

Do they know I wonder

that they are behind the veil?

Perhaps it only matters

to me

left behind


© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

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