Shall We Dance

shall we

exchange motions

of inverse proportions

symbiotic breaths

rhythmic contortions

thematic volleys

of truthful follies

enlightening as we go

shall we

keep time to

transcendental beats

and earth tones

sway to the harps strummed by cherubims

transforming waves

as they carom

from purple majesties

shall we dance

atop crystal lakes

reflecting us reflecting

as two souls become one

shall we dance the dance

wrapped in red velvet

a passionate musing

of modulating colloquy

a mental game of chance

shall we dance the dance...

of love

Queen Of The Night (Revised 2012)

i envision you

to the sound of a jazz trumpeter,

in a dimly backlit space

you seem to materialize

from the jasmine flavored smoke

as you lie gently on the alter

your love is the burnt offering

inviting me into your sanguine,

consecrated devotion

You are "Queen of the Night."

As the band plays,

each note taking me deeper

into this brown study.

The evocative composition

made by your body

inspires symbiotic eurythmics.

You are "Queen of the Night."

Music like waves,

seducing my surrender to your will.

You are a maestro;

legs docentship to the euphony,

arms advancing the adagio,

your voice as the wind,

cajoling the ketch.

You are "Queen of the Night."

I wake

like a shipwrecked castaway;

naked,

on a mystical black sand beach.

You emerge from the brush like an African Lilith,

with a knowing smile

and a rhetorical question...

are you glad you came?

- the thelosopher