Dancing
To the beat
Of the rain
Falling on our skin
Bringing me in close
Embracing me
Your breath
Upon my neck
Dipping me back
Damp hair gracefully flinging
Hearts racing
Pulling me up
Back into your arms
Kissing me
Nimbly spry
In the way our bodies
Move together
Like we know
Each other's next steps
Like we are one
In the wind
With a single breath
In our chests
Swaying and twirling
Until the music stops
When we are
Wrapped up
In moments like these
Nothing else exists
Breathless, beautiful words in rhythm..sensuous, sinuous, flowing imagery in dramatically short free-verse lines that build slowly to a passionate crescendo. “Wrapped up..In moments like these..Nothing else exists”, and that is the dance of the heart. Loved the musicality and freedom of this poem. Brava!
Breathless, beautiful words in rhythm..sensuous, sinuous, flowing imagery in dramatically short free-verse lines that build slowly to a passionate crescendo. “Wrapped up..In moments like these..Nothing else exists”, and that is the dance of the heart. Loved the musicality and freedom of this poem. Brava!
Writer, wife, mother. I write erotica, depression, and narcissistic abuse. Married to Terry Smith the poet, artist, and lover! Mother of 3.
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