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I Know You - Collaboration With Chris Green

I see her, ecstatic under thundering skies, red flashed lightning
Long hair static, arms spread wide,
savoured downpour, dance.... exuberant

As if day becomes night, a crimson moon, tinted stars, painted clouds
Peering down, eclipsing fears and weaving enchantment
Her pirouettes stir dry leaves in whirlwind patterns

And I stand in awe, my clumsy limbs reach out to her
My coy moves, a pitiful attempt to match her audacity
Her inner focus, isolated from everything but herself.

I wonder, could this be a dream, a vision created by a lonely mind
An apparition in melodic shapes, beauty conjured by wishful feelings…
Then she stops, looks in my direction, and my breath escapes

Her eyes enchanting pools of fire, and deep inside I stir:
"Dance with me". Is that my voice, cracking like breaking branches?
One lithe motion and she is behind me, over my shoulder I can see her curls

No, it is her voice, an angelic sound wafts about me, I am motionless, mesmerized
“Dance with me” she says again, touching my arm as I feel myself floating
Lighter than air, as if I have wings, I feel nothing and I feel everything…

Nothing, nothing beats her warmth, no rain, no thundering booming growl
from the clouds, no, nothing beats the warmth of her heart beating against
mine, or the saltiness of her skin, or the gentle teasing in her voice

I still find it hard to convince myself that this is happening…to me
But dream or not I will dance, for that is my life…to dance
And I will smile for the first time in a long time…in harmony with hers

"I knew you before you knew me" she says: "I saw you before you saw yourself"
And deep inside I melt, those walls she expertly tears down brick by brick:
A mason cementing with bare hands, and I am suddenly naked.

And I am free, no longer held captive by my own desolate thoughts,
free to explore, free to experience and free to follow her lead,
as we now dance, unreserved, un-tethered…into every tomorrow, together.

***

September 30, 2017
Copyright © Chris Green and Darren White
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Blade Avatar
October 16, 2017 at 9:23 AM
Wow, just wow. I love everything about this poem, the flavorful imagery, the story being told, and the characters. It's absolutely beautiful, everything you and Chris write is amazing.
White Avatar
October 16, 2017 at 9:27 AM
Iris, thank you :) Such a wonderful compliment.
Marcum Wong Avatar
September 30, 2017 at 2:40 PM
This collaboration is magnificent!! "I feel myself floating Lighter than air, as if I have wings, I feel nothing and I feel everything…" those lines blew me away! The entire poem is pure joy to read. Outstanding from the both of you! A Fave! : )
White Avatar
September 30, 2017 at 11:21 PM
Thank you so very much, also for the fave, Connie :)
Roper Avatar
September 30, 2017 at 1:33 PM
Great write, Darren and Chris, you both have created a lot of imagery and movement in this beautiful scene.. Hugs Eve ~`*
White Avatar
September 30, 2017 at 11:21 PM
We do, don't we, Eve :) Thank you
Smith Avatar
September 30, 2017 at 9:56 AM
Beautiful dance
White Avatar
September 30, 2017 at 12:52 PM
Thanks Tim :)
Ricci Avatar
September 30, 2017 at 8:13 AM
Hello Darren and Chris - Congratulations to you both on an expressive entry. May the thought and concept of being free even in the mind is priceless and it has been met. May it remain. Blessings to you both. Well done
White Avatar
September 30, 2017 at 12:52 PM
Thank you so much my friend :)
Ella Avatar
September 30, 2017 at 6:45 AM
So romantic <3 Lovely collaboration! You both write so well together :)
White Avatar
September 30, 2017 at 6:53 AM
Thanks my friend :)
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