an untitled poem

[elyse]

a friend not on this forum offered the words: sashay, luminescent, eerily


At sunset
she will rise
to sashay across the bridge
in her silks
and her velvets
and her jewels
her haughty head held high

a beauty ethereal
yet powerful
her skin pale
her eyes pale
her lips pale
almost eerily luminescent
and the moon will rise
welcoming her
to the Dance

and oh!
Dance she will
taking you in her arms
warming to your touch
nestling against your flesh
until sunrise
when she will make her way
once more
across the bridge
in her tattered finery
her cheeks rosy
her eyes glowing
her lips carmine
and you
nowhere to be found…
~elyse~

[Guest 91108]

very nice. smiles sashay , smiles, is how we say southern women walk into a room , sassy and full of vigor...... gave me thoughts of women like that i have known .. thank you.

[Valkyrie402]

This is truly beautiful, elyse.....another of your unique masterpieces. Thank you...... every time you write it is a gift to all of us....

[Curious_1]

elyse

you did it again! You paint pictures with your words

[Echoes]

beautiful elyse, thank you.

[TheDeSade]

Ah Elyse. . . . . you never cease to amaze and delight me. This is wonderful. Dance has always had very erotic intonations for me and you capture that so well.

[Timberwolf]

*smiles*

As always, your ways with words delights the senses. :rose:

[moptop]

Oh, I just love the mystery of this! Such strong evocative ability. Please keep charming us with your beautiful word pictures.