Step Softly

Written by Ron Mramor |
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Step softly into my weave,

You won’t disturb my rest.

Dare not think to leave,

For you are the fest.

Struggle as you may,

I enjoy the show.

What’s that you say?

Oh No! You cannot go.

Soon you’ll be entwined   

In threads of silky white

Face will calm and all resign

Only then, may we bid a good night.

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Form of Poetry


Author: Ron Mramor
I will write when something interests me. It can be anything from fiction to technical, novels and short stories or just commentaries.


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