the man in gray and the lady in red

The man  in gray and the lady in red 

Red was her dress fake was her smile 

surrounded by all kinds of men for red is what attracts the eye 

the eyes of all men and the eyes of the man in gray 

 

 

covered were her eyes with a mask of silver and gray

yet he saw through that mask which silenced her shabby sigh

and he focused on her dress for red is what pleases the eye 

 

 

through the crowd that surrounded her, her eyes met him

a courteous man in a gray suit he was, yet not every man in suit is noble

wistful was his smile yet bold were his eyes 

the man in gray she sought to be with for tonight

 

 

played music was in the background 

of this garish scene 

the man in gray and the lady in red

prisoners of the same beat 

scorching lust hastened around the dance floor 

as a dance with each they did seek 

 

 

Through the crowd around her his boldness appeared 

a respectful man he was as the crowd around her disappeared 

A hand he proposed for her beauty hoping she'd volunteer 

 

 

Surprised was her face as he gently spoke a few words

a proposal like this she couldn't reject so she rose to travel to another world

a world of her creation where he's a knight with a fatal sword 

 

 

They embrace on a symphony of passion which only they can hear

a melody stronger than music that travels to the heart not the ear 

as his hands surround her waist, his heart she could feel 

and her hands locked around his neck, his breath she did steal 

 

 

sweet was this dance rough was his voice

he was glad that she was his with her own choice 

yet he forgot the crowd around them for red creates the loudest noise 

 

she spun around like a fortune wheel

her eyes met his as his eyes she feared 

a confident smile shined upon his lips 

as the world of her creation became real 

 

 

golden brown swam with in his eyes 

oceans of screams and sigh 

she feared to see the man he was 

for real men are known from the eyes

 

 

a smooth breeze played her hair away 

Distracted his thoughts as they swayed 

a dance is a language of chemistry and desire 

a language they both spoke as it calmed their inner fire

 

 

his emotions wanted to gain control yet he rejects 

he tries to be sensible as he knows their effect

for red is what pleases his damaged heart 

as emotions crept in so the end was about to start 

 

 

stars danced along into the night 

the moon pearled as it was the end of his fight 

they danced they danced 

among all colors she wore red that night 

and a mask of silver and gray 

she stole the mind of the man in the gray suit

as he proposed a hand to a language they knew

and still they dance and still they dance

till his mind surrender 

until the music of passion is over

Author's Note

feel free to criticize

Reviews

[Confuser]

Awww, a sigh of enjoyment. I love this poem! I enjoyed it from the beginning ...the color of red, the visual I saw...actually I'm loving the ending. I'm thinking, oh no, what kind of woman is this wearing red? I've been back up to look and read again; I was so into reading but at one point, I was astounded by the beauty of the wording and stopped, breathing in deeply. Just woke up (early): my time for awhile - I didn't see what I was looking for only the same lovely flow of the poem. Thank you. I cannot believe you are so young! Quite talented. Dale

[symmetryAsymmetry]

"They danced they danced"
*applause*
oh awesome! It's like you originally began writing with an idea in your head but struggled to unclutter your mind and as you progressed you picked up pace, left the world behind and rode the idea to a thundering crescendo. You came out on top. Lovely. :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Some mistakes in English but a lovely well portrayed, colourful story in a poem with great pathos.

[Markus Anthony]

i feel like dancing.

[Craba]

there is nothing to criticize, I like this write. Read so well.

[Yasmin]

Glad that you think
Thank you for the review :)

[M.Kilani]

I loved the theme and the title as well, the poem is a bit too long yet interesting to the very last verse, the rhyme was great, the flow was fine and the shift from three-verse stanza to four-verse stanza was good as well, the scene itself is amazing, colorful and well presented.
I really like this one, full of imagination and passion.
keep it up girl ... keep it up !