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She Danced
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She Danced |
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Namyh Senior Member
since 2009-01-20
Posts 988 |
She Danced Out from the mystic shadow, she stepped into the night clothed in something shimmering that flowed with glistened light. It stopped my breath and skipped my heart to lock my brain in place as she walked across the dancing floor with poise of regal grace. The houselight dimmed. Voices muted. The audience held its breath which seemed as one eternal gasp prolonged and pulled and stretched. I heard the finger cymbals clash and break the air with sound. The music played. She moved a foot. A tremor pulsed the ground. The rhythm grabbed me, fold and wrapped me with its sultry beat, igniting blood to reckless boil while riveted to my seat. I tried to move. I tried to blink. My eyes were locked to stay ‘cause on her belly button, there a jewel did rhythmic sway. Hynotic twinkling glints of light did mesmerize my core. Her toes, bejeweled with gems of flash, danced upon the floor and when she twirled and came to stop our eyes electric met. The jewel dislodged. It leaped from her and landed on my chest. Stunned, I was! My legs rose up. She watched from where she stood as the jewel began to float my feet across the floor of wood. She grabbed my waist. She touched my hand and I was hers at last. I didn’t hear the audience clap. I only heard my gasp. Magic, witchcraft, tricks of sorcery! Who cares what was in play! She made me beam. I fell in love and married her anyway. And on the nights we kiss the light which pulls us both entranced, we glance the jewel. We laugh and sing and dance! dance! dance! Namyh |
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Ari Squire Member Posts 488 In The Phallus Lane |
A well executed pen did scribe this awesome poem. Crisp and clear imagery makes me want to steal her away from you. You may of course, keep the jewel Namyh. More feelings and fewer words please |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
nice...james |
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Namyh Senior Member
since 2009-01-20
Posts 988 |
Ari – I’m sorry but that betrothed belly button is taken and you’re just gonna half to get one of your own and hopefully keep it for half a century as I have been so lucky to keep mine. I’m so proud this work was crisp and clear enough to induce such feelings of dancing, singing and kidnap. Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! I’m even starting to feel a lot better. Thanks Ari for enjoying. You have definitely brightened my day. Namyh |
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Namyh Senior Member
since 2009-01-20
Posts 988 |
Ahhh Shucks James! You say the "nicest" things. Namyh |
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Pete_W Member Posts 185 Scotland (UK) |
Read this through and at the end could only think of, "the enchanted bellybutton", so thanks for the read and the smiles. |
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Namyh Senior Member
since 2009-01-20
Posts 988 |
Pete - The belly button of enchantment has been known to get and weaken us guys every time. So glad it got me. So glad it got you. So glad it got us. Thanks Pete for getting gotten. Namyh |
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DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
ooh! I really like your poem! Kinda sexy like! If I were more than I am, I'd see things differently instead of the same all the time. |
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Namyh Senior Member
since 2009-01-20
Posts 988 |
Days of View - When you take 2 ounces from the sway of “hypnotic hips” and pour over them 6 grams of “sizzling sex steam” to cook in the drippings of liquid Love juice for 30 minutes at 350 degrees while the music plays, it will have you dancing, writing poems and have you saying “Ooooohhh!” all day long. You might never stop! I know I haven’t! LOL. Hope this recipe comes in handy DOV and thanks for your words of enjoyment. Kinda sexy like. Namyh |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Great rhyming and imagery. Ida |
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