Dance Devotion Poems

I declare that feeling rage is too awful and insane,
it's a trap we have fallen into one time or another;
we deceived, we lied and went...

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Please.  

 Please —
  (I ache
     desire) …So
Let us drop our clothes to dress the floor
And breathe a pause...

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Oh, Pacific, Paradise at a glance,
Where the ocean sings and mountain dance,
Where nature's beauty knows no bounds,
And ancient matriarchies wisdom resounds.

As the stewards of the...

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I have waited for this moment to come when the moon will dialogue with the sun, I have waited for this moment to come when...

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She's a rhapsodic tale of might
beyond falu dynamics sailing
through heartbreak's stormy
strikes and Lupus fight. 
In an exchange of blows with 
darkness, she steams in granite,...

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The timbrel and dance
Reverberating to me
Echoing a chance.
...

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The summer wind took 
us both by surprise capturing 
my smile as my dress blew in 
the breeze with such a floral 
ease my heart...

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She's a goddess, true poetry in motion.
The kind that has you sacrificing yourself in devotion.
Hypnotised, I move her sway.
With no question of acceptance, live to...

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quote by artist “Where a mirror reflects my souls deepest whispers within the sanctuary of my mind”

In the tapestry of my existence, 
it’s the elusive...

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I felt great calmness and perfect peace. I had the feelings of a poor man who has just come under the protection of the Royal...

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Sleep now and dream my preconscious sweet little one 
For the gifted life and future is yours
To grow with vigour and splendidly blossom
Under the ripening...

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In the realm of moons and breathless tides,
where promises dance with a serendipitous sonnet of sunrises,
along with morning kisses, unfolds a love story—
a poetic novel...

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Barbie and Ken, Barbie and Ken,
   They’ve been an item since Christ-knows-when.
He’s not Kenneth Connor, he’s not Kenneth Clarke
   Just Ken...

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Old Mountain tales of love spin 'neath dawn's blush,
Elderberries, purple ink drop pearls, drawing me nigh.
Ah! Her laughter, a honeybee’s dance in summer’s rush,
Ignites my...

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This poem is a special devotion for my mother, who has always been a healing sun for these wintry eyes. Mumma, you're my hope, my...

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