March 6, 2006


  • THE DANCE

    Sultry,
    the music lures the mood

    Soft lighting
    candles,
    dimmed lamps,
    casting muted shadows
    on velvet and silk

    You
    sitting there in the shadows
    lure me, too:

    a subtle invitation
    to dance...

           to dare...

    You stand
    and the shadows move with you.

    You come to me
        and take my hand

    and your arm brings me close with a caress

    We move in sync
        our bodies blended
    swaying in time to the music

    and the dance deepens with a kiss
        and darkens with a breath

    and the mystery of the shadows beckons.

            The music fades.

        We make our own.

    © drc 2006

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