The Art of the Dance
Contributed by
deusdeira
on
Sunday, 2nd January 2011 @ 05:01:04 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Like dancing with a rose, so soft, so smooth,
A smile that outshines the sun while it greets the morning,
Eyes meet…the insubstantial room spins as I get lost in the moment,
For this lapse in time, there is nothing but surrender, no warning.
Suddenly I stand on a shore with waves lapping my feet,
You are in my arms, fierce hazel eyes show longing and desire,
A kiss, a moment in time shared for eternity, complete ecstasy,
A fog surrounds us, and we dance, fog drifting through our passionate fire,
We drift through the swirling fire and fog, caressing the barriers of time,
Gently pushing the fabric until it bends… limitless love,
As we sway, the mist clears and we are in a golden city,
A ballroom is beneath our feet, but the sky is above,
The rain starts to fall, and as the drops splash to the ground,
They burst into gold and silver, coloring romance as we dance,
Flit…swirl… up… down… left… right… a never-ending rhythm,
Suddenly the world spins back into place… the song ends… the end of the trance.
Not the end of the dance.
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deusdeira
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2011-01-02 05:01:04] (Date/Time posted on
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