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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required THE DANCER AND THE POET (Satis Shroff) There she is a blonde Flamenco dancer, From a family that was long dysfunctional. The poet said: ‘Dance, my dear to the rhythm Of the guitar and my lyrics.’ She pushes her feet to perform the fiery rhythms, She dances in a trance, Like a shaman in a séance. By working them out Till she’s exhausted after each dance. Her praises her in his verses, Suddenly he lets her fall down. This makes her doubt; Melancholy creeps into her heart. She thinks: ‘When we came together It was like a blitz, That touched my heart. You brought me fire like Prometheus, Kindled it within me. Ah, love when we’re together We come out of our shells And enter each other.’ * * * Our love is like a flower with feelings It needs to be cared for, It needs the sun so that the perfume Can unfold itself. Your hatred is a contagious fire, Like darkness which douses the fire within me. I feel the ecstasy and love dying. Alas, the magic of amour has disappeared; Leaving behind only a faint hope. * * * I gave you my love, You gave me your poesie, Written in love’s flaming script. You gave me light but also darkness. Your kiss stirred my soul; My heart began to sing Your body promised me secrets and delicious hours I’d never known. During the day I walked Like in a dream with opiate senses. * * * ‘I crouched below your window Till your new lover stealthily went away. I howled to the skies in vain. How could such an immortal love pass away? The vicissitudes of our relationship led me to a decision: I saw the Mephisto unveiled in you, I have no desire to follow you to Hell. Adieu, my veiled friend and tormentor. (c)satisshroff,2017 * * *
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