- Erotic Poetry
- Horizontal dancing (sonnet)
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You tossed your hair, you looked at me and smiled.
You spoke my name, and so I took my chance.
I held your hand, you trusted like a child,
I pulled you to me. We began to dance.
My left, your right-hand fingers intertwined,
This soft-butch woman – me – I took the lead.
Your body-heat and scent messed with my mind.
I whirled you off your feet. I felt your need!
Not you nor I anticipated this –
The way our bodies melded as we spun.
What could we do but touch and feel and kiss?
Our dance could not be ended, once begun.
This dance of ours, together on our bed,
Is set to play and rewind in my head.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 17 years agoI loved the feeling of this poem -- but I also admire its technical accomplishment. Marie's handling of the sonnet form (which I guess rarely appears on this site) is very adept (especially with the pointed thrust of the last line) and really hightens the emotional impact (in other words, not only is the form well constructed but it also serves the content of the poem).
As a long-time admirer of Marie's work, I was really delighted to see this demonstration of her artistry.
