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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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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
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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
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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
The Fairy Moon
Under
wild
moonlight
Pirouetting
fairies
dance
Luna
zephyr
dreams
by Jemia
wild
moonlight
Pirouetting
fairies
dance
Luna
zephyr
dreams
by Jemia
#beauty
#dance
#dreams
#fairies
#moon
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0 Comments
In the Dead of the Night
Intro:
In the dead of night, the cradle rocks.
Echoes in the shadows, ticking clocks.
Tiny hands reach out for air.
Chaos reigns, curly hair everywhere.
Rhyme 1:
Under the moonlight, whispers grow,
silent secrets only shadows know.
From the cradle to the rocking chair,
curly hair is everywhere.
Chorus:
Rock the cradle, feel the storm,
in the darkness love takes form.
Curly hair, wild and free,
a symbol of our destiny.
Rhyme 2:
Midnight cries break the silence....
In the dead of night, the cradle rocks.
Echoes in the shadows, ticking clocks.
Tiny hands reach out for air.
Chaos reigns, curly hair everywhere.
Rhyme 1:
Under the moonlight, whispers grow,
silent secrets only shadows know.
From the cradle to the rocking chair,
curly hair is everywhere.
Chorus:
Rock the cradle, feel the storm,
in the darkness love takes form.
Curly hair, wild and free,
a symbol of our destiny.
Rhyme 2:
Midnight cries break the silence....
#dance
#funny
#lyrics
#music
#sun
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A Distorted History Of Dance!
I was reminiscing one night
At myself, in my early thirties
And an assortment of work colleagues
On a night out
Eventually finding ourselves in a nightclub
I wasn't someone that boogied regularly
But i did have a hidden dance move
So when the right sort of tune was played
I entered the arena of the dance floor
And began to cossack!
I was unexpectedly applauded!
Anyway, quintessential to cossacking
Are strong legs, and good balance
I can't cossack now, but still test my crouching skills ...
At myself, in my early thirties
And an assortment of work colleagues
On a night out
Eventually finding ourselves in a nightclub
I wasn't someone that boogied regularly
But i did have a hidden dance move
So when the right sort of tune was played
I entered the arena of the dance floor
And began to cossack!
I was unexpectedly applauded!
Anyway, quintessential to cossacking
Are strong legs, and good balance
I can't cossack now, but still test my crouching skills ...
#dance
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#parody
#satirical
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