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A Dance
As the last gleaming light fades with final grace
from the face of the blood red summer sun
the hiss of teeming Cicada fills the void
the golden globe has left behind
Your powdery smell magically wafts into me
lifts the night with its sullen heat
into my too proud lungs
and perfumes my heavy sighs
I feel you in me so delicately at first
as the moonlight licks your flying heels
filling me with pure child-like delight
by the swaying of your literary hips
hooded eyes so hypnotised
Blood thumping with regular jungle beat
rushing streams fuelling passions
hot smells of Frangipani beckoning
your curved neck, simple heaven
I watch with bittersweet agony
your sun-kissed cheeks spread by smile complete
a barrier of glass once sand
Heaven beneath my hand
I pour this dance as liquid lace
the ink trails its sweet blood
and from pen does trace
our steps which flow
with such ease and grace.
Words subtle and free
refresh like wind in my ears
the same twinkling stars we both sleep under
Keep falling ever so near.
A Dance
As the last gleaming light fades with final grace
from the face of the blood red summer sun
the hiss of teeming Cicada fills the void
the golden globe has left behind
Your powdery smell magically wafts into me
lifts the night with its sullen heat
into my too proud lungs
and perfumes my heavy sighs
I feel you in me so delicately at first
as the moonlight licks your flying heels
filling me with pure child-like delight
by the swaying of your literary hips
hooded eyes so hypnotised
Blood thumping with regular jungle beat
rushing streams fuelling passions
hot smells of Frangipani beckoning
your curved neck, simple heaven
I watch with bittersweet agony
your sun-kissed cheeks spread by smile complete
a barrier of glass once sand
Heaven beneath my hand
I pour this dance as liquid lace
the ink trails its sweet blood
and from pen does trace
our steps which flow
with such ease and grace.
Words subtle and free
refresh like wind in my ears
the same twinkling stars we both sleep under
Keep falling ever so near.
As the last gleaming light fades with final grace
from the face of the blood red summer sun
the hiss of teeming Cicada fills the void
the golden globe has left behind
Your powdery smell magically wafts into me
lifts the night with its sullen heat
into my too proud lungs
and perfumes my heavy sighs
I feel you in me so delicately at first
as the moonlight licks your flying heels
filling me with pure child-like delight
by the swaying of your literary hips
hooded eyes so hypnotised
Blood thumping with regular jungle beat
rushing streams fuelling passions
hot smells of Frangipani beckoning
your curved neck, simple heaven
I watch with bittersweet agony
your sun-kissed cheeks spread by smile complete
a barrier of glass once sand
Heaven beneath my hand
I pour this dance as liquid lace
the ink trails its sweet blood
and from pen does trace
our steps which flow
with such ease and grace.
Words subtle and free
refresh like wind in my ears
the same twinkling stars we both sleep under
Keep falling ever so near.