- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Gypsy Lady
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Mask of intrigue
graces her face;
hides her worries,
not her past.
Aged to perfection;
timeless allure.
Dance, lady, dance.
Hips undulate
to the rhythm
of her melancholy;
beguiling, tantalizing.
Gasping thunder
storm swells within.
Beads outline
lush curves.
Rivulets of sweat
drip into
screaming cleavage;
pierce the calm.
Body sways
to night air.
Silent music
drowns the night.
Lost in the reverie
of her own making.
Hands mesmerize
unclasping a moment.
Fingers move
in elegant drifts;
reach to heaven
seeking inner solace.
Motion conveys
subliminal messages;
gyrating temptress.
Music telegraphs
into open pores,
emitting lyrical scent.
Neck arches
with tendrils of strain.
Head bows
while tears escape.
Face tightens
as she chants.
Click your heels;
reap your destiny!
It’s not too late.
Seize the dawn;
your prime is now,
as you
dance, lady, dance.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozalmost 16 years agoThis poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 40,000 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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lostandfounderover 19 years agoWe should all learn to dance so freely. Very sensual and smart. Nice work Irish!
On further study, "Screaming cleavage" is a wonderful phrase.
Tathagataover 19 years agolike some of the descriptions here:
~Hips undulate
to the rhythm
of her melancholy;~
thats a great stanza and paints a very complex picture
~Beads outline
lush curves.
Rivulets of sweat
drip into
screaming cleavage;~
I have seen screaming cleavage
LOL
and never seen it described that way.
Excellent phrase.
I think your writing is getting better and better.
Keep it up
: )
pierce the calm.
