The Rhythm And You

How it feels to dance with the woman I love

The Rhythm And You

To dance with you;

Is to resent distance and all its friends, to want the first step towards you to be the universe's end.

Is the contact of eyes between a want and need, the smile resting on you is the touch between forever and proceed.

Is the out stretched ache of a mother's young, fingertips close to feeling the one you love.

Is the warmth that envelops upon embrace, even melody is left astray-floating just beyond the periphery of our space.

We invite it back in - traversing the sway of your hips, to finesse me from naval to lip.

To dance with you;

Is to glide together into other dimensions, lead by guitar and string. To trace the meandering curve of sexual purpose - the waist upon which my hands do cling.

Is to take in the wetness - of skin on your chest or corners of hair.

Is the effort held in our grind, becoming condensation mapping paths on passion's window.

Is the bridge of fatigue that reigns briefly, the last verse is heir.

Is the silence and stare - a slow mind arriving with just the love of you in tow.

By Alpha Maurice Cidade Cauwenbergh

Reviews

[Giulia King]

Lovely poem. Dancing with the one you love is more than just a dance. Great job on this one :)

[alpha_dark]

Thank you :-)