DANCE AGAIN (LOVE LOST...LOVE FOUND)

A poem about finding the courage to live and love again.

 

 

I walked into the crowded room

As if I were facing yet more doom

I felt naked and so all alone

Laid bloodied deep down to the bone

Torn and shredded from years of pain

My spirit long ago in the grave laid slain

Yet a spark in me chose to rise

Like the Poenix from the ashes did arise

My soul was given another chance

I could sit it out or dance

Well I pondered for a bit

Should I dance or should I safely sit

Since I couldn't find a comfortable seat

I was up and on my feet

I felt self conscious and awkward at first

But this new freedom quenched my hunger and my thirst

From deep within me came a sensual knowing

Each primal rhythmic movement left me glowing

I became lost in the exquisite Dance of Life.

 

I felt his eyes watching me on the dance floor

I, without knowing why, wanted to dance just for the man standing by the door

My body slowly and wantonly moved to the music of the band

I opened my eyes and realized he was gone, then I felt his hand

He pulled me close and I felt his searing heat

Our eyes engaged, arms entwined, bodies meshed, and we started to dance to our own beat

We held each other long, the passion was strong, and we fused into each other

I buried myself into his muscled chest until I felt that I would smother

The music was oh so enticingly slow

But we wouldn't know, we were lost in the glow

And we were both on the fast track

Heading for the fire

Pulled into that burning ring of desire

We were going to dance this dance

And we weren't going to look back

We both knew we were given another chance from above

To get lost in the exquisite Dance of Love

Reviews

[A Hidden Heart]

Great imagery and wording in this poem. Life can definitely be described as a dance and I'm glad you got your second chance.

[Brianna Brie]

Laid bloodied deep down to the bone
Torn and shredded from years of pain
My spirit long ago in the grave laid slain
Yet a spark in me chose to rise

Wow, you capture well that feeling of being beat up by life. Love that line about the spirit being in the grave long ago.

From deep within me came a sensual knowing
Each primal rhythmic movement left me glowing
I became lost in the exquisite Dance of Life.

Yes, I can feel the beat. Becoming one with the music and letting the sensual knowing over take me is so sexy.

To get lost in the exquisite Dance of Love

Love your ending. It deserves a "awe". That is such a great way to end this poem. Enjoyable read.