I want to dance with you…
I want to dance with you
The night is long and the songs are good.
You are looking so beautiful and your eyes are demanding my attention.
I whispered to you,
I want to get lost in you,
I want to dance with you till the midnight hours are used up and gone,
I want to hold you near
and feel your body close.
You are my ambrosia and my sweet delight.
My lady love, I want to dance with you.
John Castellenas/Coyote
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you my friend.
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Love this! 😀
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Beautifully written 🙂
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Thank you Suzie. I appreciate the comment.
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Move with the spirit of love, as we all should do, eh? Love demands that, the movements, because love is never tiresome, boring, or like life with sheer drudgery.
We often mistake love for life, when life is about work, while love is about rest.
Your poem reminded me of this. That, even when we are moving while in love, we feel like we are sailing on a cloud, as something is moving us. It never slows us down, like the clouds that keep drifting.
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I agree dear poet. Love should be our sweetest days. Thank you for reading and the wonderful comment.
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Beautiful composition.
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Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
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Sweet❤
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Thank you dear poet for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
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