Ripples of Her Charm

I follow the beat of your soft walk, wanting to curl around a curve of hips that sways in its innocent tenderness like a flame of wonderment on my mind. The sunset's ledge aligns your steps While I in a haze needs to touch your revelry. And how the air flows in fluid strokes within your world strolling on meadow's light. Come, spin me a dainty moonlit charm weaving tapestry of a mellow song; while the ripple of your twirled dips awaits a symphony of a lifetime. We may incline as one wavelet where all moments strum night's wands through interludes of harmony, If only your breath will let me in. ~ Mood Music with Original Details Contest