See You Dancing
RCW

I close my eyes and I can see you dancing…

The music pulsating, penetrating,
Merely background to the symphony
Of your body.
Eyes closed in concentration,
Lashes long,
Highlighted by the intermittent lights.

Your lips, fiery red, pursed
Match your shirt,
Which, clinging to you,
Emphasizes the curve of your breasts,
The curve of your hips in movement.

Waves of glorious hair cascade down
Haloing perfection.
The golden strands fragrantly poignant.

Your hips move to the beat,
Your hands,
(One -resting on your stomach-
The second -flowing through your hair-)
Compose music of their own accord.

Fluidity.
A pure, unadulterated fringe of sky.
Your magnificence ensnares me,
Pulls at me from across the room.
The beckoning call, the alluring light that is
You.

Living art; a post-modern classic
Ornately simple, gorgeous in every respect
Radiating tranquility, solidity, serenity.

Holistic You. Perfect You. Awesome You.




Awe-filled me.