Up for a private dance?
THE ENORMITY OF SOARING
Sand sifts as moments fade
He took me dancing
with hands so tender
lips holding goblets of honey and fruits
instruments of pleasure
surprising a burning sigh as I took a taste
Freezing Rain Cascaded
shedding sand
one grain at a time
forming a small hill
Farther than the west wind
Farther than the stormy petrel
Slicing the land from under us
His likeness followed me in sleep
Always endearing,always loving
He, the spellbinder of my senses
He, the ideal of my most amorous dreams
His words sounded in my ear
soft and delectable music hummed
a tint of rose came to my face
and I stood alone
trembling in the frozen rain
There's a line between love and fascination
hard to see on an evening such as this
they both give the same sensation
when you're lost in the magic of a kiss
Rain now pouring from the rainbow heavens
in his smile I could see his joy and let go
as he threw his arms wide embracing the breeze
dancing with the wind
and I watched as he touched the stars and kissed the moon
I let him dance naked
Displaying a gentleman's integrity found today in so little few
It was beautiful he took me dancing
and it's so nice
to see a grown man turn into a mountain
instead of dust
:):):):):):)
Poetry by TheresaCecilia
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Written on 2006-04-09 at 23:59
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THE ENORMITY OF SOARING
Up for a private dance?THE ENORMITY OF SOARING
Sand sifts as moments fade
He took me dancing
with hands so tender
lips holding goblets of honey and fruits
instruments of pleasure
surprising a burning sigh as I took a taste
Freezing Rain Cascaded
shedding sand
one grain at a time
forming a small hill
Farther than the west wind
Farther than the stormy petrel
Slicing the land from under us
His likeness followed me in sleep
Always endearing,always loving
He, the spellbinder of my senses
He, the ideal of my most amorous dreams
His words sounded in my ear
soft and delectable music hummed
a tint of rose came to my face
and I stood alone
trembling in the frozen rain
There's a line between love and fascination
hard to see on an evening such as this
they both give the same sensation
when you're lost in the magic of a kiss
Rain now pouring from the rainbow heavens
in his smile I could see his joy and let go
as he threw his arms wide embracing the breeze
dancing with the wind
and I watched as he touched the stars and kissed the moon
I let him dance naked
Displaying a gentleman's integrity found today in so little few
It was beautiful he took me dancing
and it's so nice
to see a grown man turn into a mountain
instead of dust
:):):):):):)
Poetry by TheresaCecilia
Read 778 times
Written on 2006-04-09 at 23:59
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