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Upon a Small Stage

Upon A Small Stage

Upon a small stage
I dance my crimson silks swaying
with the studied movements of love.
about my ankles rose gold bells chime in rhythm

I dance my crimson silks swaying
as scents of sandalwood perfume the air
about my ankles rose gold bells chime in rhythm
My heart trembles at your look.

As scents of sandalwood perfumes the air
night crowds close about the fire
My heart trembles at your look
I grow weak with wanting you

Night crowds close about the fire
With the studied movements of love
I grow weak with wanting you
Upon a small stage.

Copyright © Patricia Cresswell | Year Posted 2017

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Silent One Date: 11/21/2017 8:12:00 AM What an excellent second stanza, I really like how you create your images via poetry.. Well expressed Patricia.. Login to Reply Patricia Cresswell Date: 11/21/2017 8:54:00 AM Thank you i think I must be a frustrated artist; the rest of the family are artists.

Joanna Daniel Date: 11/21/2017 7:42:00 AM This is well written, Patricia:) Login to Reply Patricia Cresswell Date: 11/21/2017 8:50:00 AM Thank you Jo.

Vijay Pandit Date: 11/21/2017 7:37:00 AM I loved reading this poem--very artistic and poetic--feelings well expressed! Login to Reply Patricia Cresswell Date: 11/21/2017 8:48:00 AM Thank you Vijay i can still hear the music in my mind.

Kevin Shaw Date: 11/20/2017 6:21:00 PM This reads like an old classic, very expressive and beautifully written. I love your poetry, kind regards, Kevin x Login to Reply Patricia Cresswell Date: 11/20/2017 6:44:00 PM Thank you Kevin it is kind of you to say so. Thank you for commenting as well.

Darlene De Beaulieu Date: 11/20/2017 6:05:00 PM No doubt about it, you are in love.This how i see your poetry. i enjoyed this poem. Login to Reply Patricia Cresswell Date: 11/20/2017 6:43:00 PM Tettering is more like it but you are right. Thank you Darlene.