Tribal DanceA Poem by lawrence bearThe lady in blue
The lady in blue
My tribal woman
It is a dance
She twists
She turns
She looks at me
From the side
Her eyes
Colour emerald
Her hair
Painted blue
Mixed in
Black
My tribal woman
She wears her blue
dress
Slowly she turns
And reveals her back
side
Slowly it slides down
Her body so smooth
Hot
My tribal woman
She teases me
She smiles
Let’s it slide more
She is almost naked
I see only her back
It’s enough to make
me shiver in delight
My tribal woman
Her green eyes say
touch me
Hold me
Take me
I’m yours
She reveals to me
A symbol on her
shoulder
A marker
A tribal dance
A tribal moment
My tribal woman
Her curves
Makes me tremor
She moves closer to
me
Caresses my face
My tribal woman
With one finger
It glides down my
chest
A gentle touch
She has me
Take me
I’m yours
My tribal woman
She teases
She smiles
Flashes those
Bright greens
They say
I’m here
Take me
Have me
I’m yours
My tribal woman
I quake
I let out a moan
The moment
Was too much
Too hot
To sensual
She had me
Took me
My tribal woman
She glides across the
room
She smiles
She dances
She teases
Her hair
Smells so good
Her body so soft
Her touch
My tribal woman
Stole a moment
It was a dance
A tribal dance
The lady in blue
Owns my heart
It was a tribal
moment
My tribal woman
The lady in blue
© 2011 lawrence bearAuthor's Note
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Added on April 13, 2011Last Updated on October 12, 2011 Authorlawrence bearFisher River, Northern Manitoba, CanadaAboutThank you for visiting my place of work, I hope you enjoy what you read. I do try my best to entertain. My imagination runs wild at times, but I love the freedom. more..Writing
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