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
