#79 Dancer

November 12, 2009

Dancer

you dance
     so     well
around me         in my dream
     wrapped in white linen
whipped away from you by the wind
              your skin is in my grasp
so soft
                 like the mourning dove that flies from my hand
                                          when
                             in my dream
                                      you kiss me
                                                   at last.

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