Your curved beauty comes alive in my hands
And a sweet music playing on your skin
Catches our hearts up as the song begins
Blending in a dance we both understand
As our feelings move in a coming flood
Wavering in the pale, intense dream time,
Intoxicated by desire's wine
Until the pleasure vibrates in our blood.
I play the notes that I have to give you,
Tuned deep in the body's resonance,
Born of dreams, aspiring to eloquence
In a form we both find rich, sweet and true.
Afterwards I leave for you this poem,
Fresh from hands glazed by your beauty, still warm.
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Author Notes
This is a sonnet with an abba cddc effe rhyme scheme, with a closing couplet. Its really a romantic sonnet, much more in the tradition of English sonnets written by Shakespeare, although with maybe more contemporary language. I tried to come up with some fresher images but it is really a very traditional piece estory
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