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The Mysteries |
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calxaed Junior Member
since 2006-06-09
Posts 21North Lincolnshire, UK |
The Mysteries Beech trees whispered with their summer breath inviting us to dance. You kicked off your cheap high heels and sank your toes into the grass. I held your waist and lifted you high in the moon-flower fragranced air, span you round then set you down, pulling the ribbon from your hair. You put an arm around me and slipped your hand in mine and so we stood, motionless a while, then as to a calling in the blood, you stepped away and danced. You moved to an ancient rhythm riding the maenad flow, the free and frenzied weaving of a harmony I can't know. Then when the dance was done with you, when your passion had been spent you took your ribbon from me and tied it round my wrist. As warm fat rain began to fall, the sky and trees' applause, you laughed and shrugged and led me home. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
 wow, what a fun read!welcome, and thanks for the dance  |
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jody5 Senior Member
since 2005-12-21
Posts 876California, U.S.A. |
That was and excellent write. I want to go dancing now. Huggs Kimberly  |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
calxaed This poem was wonderful!! So romantic, with those rhymes placed in just the right place to make it seem so natural...and original. I loved it!! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
fantastic! Welcome to Passions |
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