December 29, 2010

she danced

he stitched together
a fire
inside her
the colors
of her heart
¤
and she danced
sky clad
giving herself
to the moon
meadow's scent
luring him closer
¤
and she danced
in dimly lit night
alone
with the moon
¤
and she danced
to make it rain
she got
the moon
to shower her
with love
and star dust
¤
and she laid back
looking at the sky
to count stars
as the moon
kissed her lips

9 comments:

dustus said...

You describe such a free feeling of enjoying the night sky and feeling the connect of enjoying the moon and stars. Reminds me of what I enjoy best about summertime. Cheers

Brian Miller said...

its an ethereal kinda love/sensuality...of course i find the stars all that and more....

bumfuzzled said...

the sensual nature of this, like one before me already mentioned, takes you away with eading :)

Claudia said...

oh these are beautiful tender and sensual words...tight write!

Heather said...

Wow. I appreciate your comments and your time to read. Thank you so much!

marousia said...

This is absolutely stunning - I don't often gush but this is one of the very best this week that I have read. *Bows deeply*

Carrie Burtt said...

....and i can hear the music....this is beautiful Heather! :-)

Steve Isaak said...

Lush-toned (in a spartan), romantic, Wiccan true. Good work.

Anonymous said...

I hope, it's OK