PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

It’s not a dream this

illusion of a blonde haired woman

raining her love upon me

saying, “Do you wanna dance?”

and visualizing our bodies

and spirits entwined in

lambada gyration, I consent

and cautiously we begin to examine

one another thru the gestures

of the dance

hips twisting to the pulsing rhythm

striking like a heartbeat

racing to grasp the flowing blood

Casually touching; slowly caressing

we gyrate and entwine ourselves

through sacred animal motion

hands clasp; bodies swiftly move

closer together as the echo of thunder

and the applause of stars resound in our ears

It’s an undeniable beauty

that we can not forsake.