dancingA Poem by brianna vega
like a slow burning, desire rises
from my toes through my veins boiling my blood as it rises up steam escaping throungh my skin my fingers grasp at the air each movement overwhelmed by emotion my limbs are screaming out my head thrown back my arms rise with the heat fingers curling twirling grasping at the air violently my legs swing kick push me off the ground toes pointed ball toe ball heel like a slow burning, desire rises from my toes through my veins twisting feet strong legs delicatefingers strong arms back straight head high eyes closed burning hot crazed each movement is filled with passion my limbs are screaming ball toe ball heel © 2010 brianna vega |
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1 Review Added on December 28, 2010 Last Updated on December 28, 2010 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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