David Bose Poet Blank verse

Slow Dance

Music lightens,
Lights all soften—
Dare she dance with you?

Up, she glances,
Cheeks flush ashen,
Slight nod “yes”, her chin.

Slight hand in yours,
To dance floor edge,
Coy and antsy eyes.

Just touch lithe waist,
She inches close,
Fragrance so divine!

Mere steps and sways,
Young breasts kiss chest,
Cheek finds silken hair …

Sweet music: flow;
Hold tight to her,
Keep this moment grand.

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Jannie Breedt December 30, 2016 at 8:32 AM I think most of us can identify here. lovely innocence.

Kim Rodrigues December 19, 2016 at 12:16 PM Sensual, lovely and quite grand! Those first touches stir ao much, so innocent! Love it, David!

David Bose December 15, 2016 at 12:11 PM Thanks, Chris ... had to rummage deep in the memory vault to piece it together. Appreciate your comments. Dave

Chris Green December 15, 2016 at 11:51 AM Such a beautiful and enchanting slow dance you have penned here David. This was gorgeous. David Bose December 15, 2016 at 6:29 PM Thanks, Chris ... had to rummage deep in the memory vault to piece it together. Appreciate your comments. Dave