Only To The Song

My first time back to a newly opened salsa dance club.

Candles dim,

Black lights,

Skim,

The glowing skin,

Under,

And I remember...

The hunger,

I feel it here,

Its clear,

Like crystal water,

And the prismed fish,

Of my wish-

Ful dreams,

The scenes,

Of a place,

Where I taste,

What comes after,

Drink up the laughter,

Nothing matters,

But the movement,

Of hips,

Swirls, and dips,

Colors mingle,

Senses tingle,

A sizzling appetizer,

Of the banquet,

To come,

And I run,

To the smell of wet skin,

Fresh limes in,

Tequilas,

And Mojitos,

In the sea,

Of free,

I close,

My eyes,

And find,

Me.

The music carries,

Me there,

Where,

I've never been,

But the songs,

I know,

They grow,

In greed,

The need,

Is more than,

I can,

Resist,

The kiss,

Of adventure,

The bliss ,

Of no censure,

Every rhythm,

Drives me further,

An eclectic merger,

Of worlds,

Old and new,

Pretend and true,

They blend into,
Just one,

And I come,

Open the door,

Of before,

And want more,

The horns inspire,

The drums on fire,

Each step is fluid,

Like I always knew it,

And all the wrong,

Is gone,

And I belong,

Only to the song.

 

Dreamwind

Author's Note

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