The Joining After The Gathering

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Open Poetry #38

The Joining After The Gathering

XOx Uriah xOX
Senior Member

since 2006-02-11

Posts 1403
Virginia

0 posted 2006-07-16 05:55 AM

The dancers have all gone home
and the mandolin lays in silence.
Even the flames of the campfire
that once seemed to fandango
with the rhythm of the tamborines
have now decided to call it a night.
The fire light turns to a gentle glow
and darkness embraces us both
as we lay in each others arms.
Hands searching, caressing, clutching.
A cool breeze traces our bodies as
clouds move in and shield the eyes
of the moon, who still manages to
occasionally sneak a peek and smile.
The frightened shrill cry of a rabbit
pierces the darkness, followed by
sounds of hurried paws and panting
as a coyote dashes across the field
in pursuit of his fast fleeing quarry.
The hunter changes direction upon
hearing the sounds of moaning and
darts back into the covering of the forest.
A slow and gentle rain begins to fall
upon my back as you lay sheltered
beneath me and I ease into the wetness.
It is you and I who have fallen prey to
one another and there is no escape.

TinaTrivett
Senior Member

since 2006-07-15

Posts 569

1 posted 2006-07-16 04:47 PM

Beautiful....well done.