we dance into
the lavender light
as the night moves
between our fevered hips
and cries of the jungle
weave our dream
o dancers
of the lavender night
the lavender light
as the night moves
between our fevered hips
and cries of the jungle
weave our dream
o dancers
of the lavender night
hold close the stars
upon your burning breasts
as the moon swims
between your fevered lips
and cries of the jungle
fly you free
and the night moves
and the jungle cries
and the moon swims
and the jungle flies
you
into
the lavender night
o dancers
of the lavender light
dance
dancers
dance
upon your burning breasts
as the moon swims
between your fevered lips
and cries of the jungle
fly you free
and the night moves
and the jungle cries
and the moon swims
and the jungle flies
you
into
the lavender night
o dancers
of the lavender light
dance
dancers
dance
~
8 comments:
That is downright sexy...
Here is what I wrote privately elsewhere...
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Isn't it sad that I dance like a dead tree? But for the rest... It is so beautifully written, my dear Gitane. And there is nothing sad in this poem. I am so glad that you seem to be yourself once again, in all your glory.
Our paths are kind of parallel, but they bump into each other from time to time... nowhere often enough though. I think of you with mixed emotions. So far and so near. So different, yet so wonderfully similar in some ways.
Except for this sadness that engulfs me from time to time. This cold, this darkness that lurks very near, always.
I love the way you write. A good thing it is that you live far away, dear Gitane. Better this way, with so many words unsaid, so many things understood.
Live fully this life of yours, dear you, and never stop writing those marvellous words of yours.
Hisself
oh, well, captain ninja, i'm downright flattered - thanks so very much for your comments here - they always brighten my day! ;)
and you, sir...my heart thanks you for your beautiful thoughts and words as we travel this parallel path...happy happy trails...
This is lovely, Gypsy.
A lavender night would be lovely just now.
many thanks, trish!
yes, it would, pat...it truly would...
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