Bachianas Under the Stars
The crickets
In perfect harmony with the frogs
Serenade Bachianas outside our window
Inspiring the candle to a seductive dance.
Tempted by the candle’s charm
Your hands shape into a bird
That flies to the flawless white ceiling
To join her shadow.
Your eyes, two stars
Brighten your lips
As your hands get more and more lost
In this Swan Lake.
I get lost in your kiddish smile
I welcome the blessings of your lips
Your hands gliding my body slowly
Landing on my hips
All I can see are the stars above me.
In this archetypal setting
Set by you and the universe
I surrender my body and soul
I become the host to your passions and desires
And you patent me.
Slowly,
Your silky white skin
Covers my body
And we become one under your heavenly mantle.
The river wants to join
She raises her voice
to announce her grand entrance
And with her wide motherly hands
She claims our bodies.
In her currents
We float throughout the night
Travelling in the rhythm of Bachianas
under the stars
Through fields of vanilla scented purple dahlias.
Copyright © Brynda Mara | Year Posted 2020
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