Thursday, October 25, 2012

Beautiful Dance





You come to me gently
Yet with purposed intention
I covet your candor
And fear your perception
But as you embrace me
I do not refuse
Your kiss to my hunger
An invisible noose

You crease every silence
With naught but your stare
I close my eyes darling,
Yet, I know you are there
I wait for your whisper
You tenderly taunt
For you know you are master
Of my infinite want

Sensuous sorrow
Benevolent bliss
Darling, I never
Have danced quite like this
Oh, how you move me
In pure passion stirred
Beautiful dance
Of the Muse and the word

© Janet Martin





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