Least Read Poems About Dance
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Festive
Outspoken feats,
Lingered,
Crimson feather’s fostered,
Scent of honeys on flowers,
Popsicle fountains,
A Dream,
Of flavored dimples,
Sketches
Of faces on coasts,
spot on
clocks of worlds,
announced
wrinkles,
End of seasons,
Unfold,
Risen clouds,
Delightful relish,
As midnight hit,
Tenors of twelve,
Episodes yet to emanate,
List of goals,
More than twenty twenty for sure,
Until names spoken,,
One more time we dwell,
Stretched out,
We declare ...
Lingered,
Crimson feather’s fostered,
Scent of honeys on flowers,
Popsicle fountains,
A Dream,
Of flavored dimples,
Sketches
Of faces on coasts,
spot on
clocks of worlds,
announced
wrinkles,
End of seasons,
Unfold,
Risen clouds,
Delightful relish,
As midnight hit,
Tenors of twelve,
Episodes yet to emanate,
List of goals,
More than twenty twenty for sure,
Until names spoken,,
One more time we dwell,
Stretched out,
We declare ...
#happiness
#hope
#dance #passion
#dance #passion
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5 Comments
This is Why...
I can't believe my eyes
You're a mist hung on passing light
Shadowplay across my mind (It's my night)
Seen through diamond eyes
Defeating thoughts of you (Made offfffff...)
White-hot transmission
Swept off my feet swiftly
Cradle me, baby
Hush my mind (La la lie)
Come inside
Where we rock like the night tide
Cross the expanse, to a shy lullaby (mine, all mine)
Come
Each last one
Stolen Star (I've one)
Into
The heart of darkness, blue-black and bright (where we can all)
Come as...
You're a mist hung on passing light
Shadowplay across my mind (It's my night)
Seen through diamond eyes
Defeating thoughts of you (Made offfffff...)
White-hot transmission
Swept off my feet swiftly
Cradle me, baby
Hush my mind (La la lie)
Come inside
Where we rock like the night tide
Cross the expanse, to a shy lullaby (mine, all mine)
Come
Each last one
Stolen Star (I've one)
Into
The heart of darkness, blue-black and bright (where we can all)
Come as...
#dance
#erotic
#night #stars
#night #stars
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Ode to Our Chance to Dance
Gently grasp
me closer to you,
Rub me tightly
…. Oh dear…
The moon,
the stars,
indorsing,
our prison formation,
Handcuff me for infinity,
….… so tightly..
While our frames rave at paces
Of nature’s gifts,
……Your breath…my breath…
……Quivering, rapidly,
……. Dreading,
……. Heavenly,
Whispers of your intellectual secrecy,
Pierced me sublimely
……absolutely,
……exquisitely,
Your gaze confined my thirst,
Melted when you sealed ...
me closer to you,
Rub me tightly
…. Oh dear…
The moon,
the stars,
indorsing,
our prison formation,
Handcuff me for infinity,
….… so tightly..
While our frames rave at paces
Of nature’s gifts,
……Your breath…my breath…
……Quivering, rapidly,
……. Dreading,
……. Heavenly,
Whispers of your intellectual secrecy,
Pierced me sublimely
……absolutely,
……exquisitely,
Your gaze confined my thirst,
Melted when you sealed ...
#night
#lover
#dance #passion
#dance #passion
16 reads
4 Comments
The Dance
As you placed your hand in mine
my heart danced without music
the song in your eyes a symphony
in the key of love
We made love there on the dance floor
in our dreams as we twirled about
and I knew this aching desire
would become my eternity
Your skin upon mine
an indelible mark to my soul
lovers of yesterday and tomorrow
forever weighed against its touch
As we moved to that silly song
I knew all at once
what it meant to be
lost in love
my heart danced without music
the song in your eyes a symphony
in the key of love
We made love there on the dance floor
in our dreams as we twirled about
and I knew this aching desire
would become my eternity
Your skin upon mine
an indelible mark to my soul
lovers of yesterday and tomorrow
forever weighed against its touch
As we moved to that silly song
I knew all at once
what it meant to be
lost in love
#dance
#love
18 reads
7 Comments
the beat of the flats
the veil of the clock drops
along rungs of the shying sun
the day’s final crackling
swings an off switch
propel a toe to heel back to front
onto a still pulsation of pagan rope
fire fingers wildness, water palms stacco
earth hairs happenstance, air limbs bright
upon an unbearable openness
as stars dip scooping land
love to our own devices
that drive neon masks breathless stomp vibratoless
I am the Gnome when digging the Foxes
I be the Tinkerbell guide to...
along rungs of the shying sun
the day’s final crackling
swings an off switch
propel a toe to heel back to front
onto a still pulsation of pagan rope
fire fingers wildness, water palms stacco
earth hairs happenstance, air limbs bright
upon an unbearable openness
as stars dip scooping land
love to our own devices
that drive neon masks breathless stomp vibratoless
I am the Gnome when digging the Foxes
I be the Tinkerbell guide to...
#PopCulture
#pagan
#magic #dance
#magic #dance
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18 Comments
What I didn't see on TV
If this woman is bald
and that man does braids
stop shitting and join the dance.
The rhythm pulses, bodies move
eyes meet, smiles meet.
In the center of the track the energy grows
arms rise, feet glide,
the sound envelops, the soul is freed.
Every step is a story told
each turn is a moment lived.
Dance unites, transforms and transcends
and in the end we are all one.
Lights flicker, shadows lengthen,
fragmented moments in time,
the harmony of a silent symphony.
Feet that stumble, hearts...
and that man does braids
stop shitting and join the dance.
The rhythm pulses, bodies move
eyes meet, smiles meet.
In the center of the track the energy grows
arms rise, feet glide,
the sound envelops, the soul is freed.
Every step is a story told
each turn is a moment lived.
Dance unites, transforms and transcends
and in the end we are all one.
Lights flicker, shadows lengthen,
fragmented moments in time,
the harmony of a silent symphony.
Feet that stumble, hearts...
#acceptance
#dance
#emotions
#healing
#relationships
43 reads
4 Comments
Old Dancing Girls
They congregate at the side of the stage
in the two thousand seat venue
dancing
without a care
There are too many cares in the world
Los Angeles incinerating
Blizzards in Florida
An unhinged, dangerous president
Hundreds more I could list
Thousands
The old dancing girls have divorces
Double digit dress sizes
Wrinkles
Financial problems
Arthritis
Cancer remissions
Cancer recurrences
One lost her beloved 90-year-old mother
two months ago
Followed by...
in the two thousand seat venue
dancing
without a care
There are too many cares in the world
Los Angeles incinerating
Blizzards in Florida
An unhinged, dangerous president
Hundreds more I could list
Thousands
The old dancing girls have divorces
Double digit dress sizes
Wrinkles
Financial problems
Arthritis
Cancer remissions
Cancer recurrences
One lost her beloved 90-year-old mother
two months ago
Followed by...
#aging
#dance
#uplifting
46 reads
8 Comments
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