so
do you
do you dare
to dance with me
do you dare
to dance with me
to really dance with me
you know the kind
the dance
the dirty dance
the deep and dirty dance
the one
deep down inside the me of me
where you can see
all there is of me
and
dance with me there
there
in the deep and dirty
way down inside of me
there where
when we dance
do you dare
to dance with me
do you dare
to dance with me
to really dance with me
you know the kind
the dance
the dirty dance
the deep and dirty dance
the one
deep down inside the me of me
where you can see
all there is of me
and
dance with me there
there
in the deep and dirty
way down inside of me
there where
when we dance
and you hold me close
all that deep and dirty
works its way up from
the deep and dirty shadows
of my past
and
grips you just like
the arms of me
because
it
is
a part of me
that deep and dirty
all that deep and dirty
works its way up from
the deep and dirty shadows
of my past
and
grips you just like
the arms of me
because
it
is
a part of me
that deep and dirty
so
do you
do you dare
do you
do you dare
to dance with me
do you dare
to dance with me
to really dance
with me
you know the kind
the dance
the fire dance
the dance of fire
deep down inside the me of me
where you can feel
all there is to feel of me
and
dance with me there
there
in the burning fire of me
the fire deep down inside of me
there
where when we dance
and
you hold me close
that raging fire flames its way up from
deep down inside of me
from the fire that burns to eternity
and
grabs you like the legs of me
singeing you burning you
causing you to burst into flames
just like the burning pit in me
deep down inside of me
because
it
is
a part
of me
that burning fire
so
do you
do you dare
to dance with me
do you dare
to dance with me
to really dance with me
you know the kind
the dance
the mind dance
the dance of the minds
the dance of words
the one
deep down inside the me of me
where you can read
all there is of me
and
dance with me there
there
in my mind
the mind deep down inside of me
where words take a life of their own
there
where words
do the deep and dirty dance
the dance of fire of desire
there
there where
when we dance
and
you hold me close
all those words
those verb words
work their way
down from
the mind of me
and grab you like
the magic in me
because
they
are
a part
of me
those words
so
do you
do you dare
to dance with me
the me of me
the all of me
in the deep down and dirty
in the burning pit of fire
in the magic of my mind
of my soul
that raging fire flames its way up from
deep down inside of me
from the fire that burns to eternity
and
grabs you like the legs of me
singeing you burning you
causing you to burst into flames
just like the burning pit in me
deep down inside of me
because
it
is
a part
of me
that burning fire
so
do you
do you dare
to dance with me
do you dare
to dance with me
to really dance with me
you know the kind
the dance
the mind dance
the dance of the minds
the dance of words
the one
deep down inside the me of me
where you can read
all there is of me
and
dance with me there
there
in my mind
the mind deep down inside of me
where words take a life of their own
there
where words
do the deep and dirty dance
the dance of fire of desire
there
there where
when we dance
and
you hold me close
all those words
those verb words
work their way
down from
the mind of me
and grab you like
the magic in me
because
they
are
a part
of me
those words
so
do you
do you dare
to dance with me
the me of me
the all of me
in the deep down and dirty
in the burning pit of fire
in the magic of my mind
of my soul
deep down inside of me
do you
~
8 comments:
Word erotica! Very nice.
oh, hey, alex! well, i'm not sure how erotica - i wrote it at lunch, sitting out under a big blooming mimosa tree with a soft breeze blowing - and sipping iced cold tea on a bright sunny 85 degree day today! thanks so much for dropping by! and have a great remainder of the day!
Thanks so much for stopping by the other day! Lovely to *see* you again - I often visit to read your lovely poetry but don't always have time to leave a comment! :-(
Been very busy lately completing my second novel and continuing to promote on my blog (and wherever I can!) the first - all for charity!
Have you come across any good venues for promoting your work?!
Have a lovely weekend,
XOXO Lola:)
oh, my, it really is wonderful to have you come by and leave a little note, dear lola! i think of you and do understand about time and the constraints with so much on one's plate, so to speak - great news on your second book! this past year has been filled with a cross-country move and family situations that have taken all my focus and energies so while i have put together a folder of possibilities, i've not yet approached any of them - thanks so much for your kind words here and for dropping by whenever you can! many positive thoughts for all things good for your books, lady!
So you wrote this at lunch ... but I get what you are saying - unconditional love, warts and all. It would be good to think that we could all do this.
hey mike! yes, i wrote it literally while i sat under a big mimosa tree - the word dance and all it's meanings had been playing around in my head for an hour or so and wouldn't go away - so i grabbed some cold tea and found a place to sit - and write - and voila!
acceptance and love "because" of our flaws and imperfections, not despite them - you're right, wouldn't it be nice! unconditional love - a rare thing -
thanks so much for dropping by - i loved your synchros in crete! and did i mention i'm so jealous of your trip! ;) have a great day -
Under a mimosa tree: it fits you, gypsy, just like that wild banshee poem.
i LOVE mimosa trees!!! they remind me of fancy skirts and moonlit nights! just right for this wild banshee!!! ;)
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