Listen, feel it perk the ears
Wafting over years and years
Constant beat of Latin salsa
Early rhythms...Cuban waltzes
Congas beat...forever bounce
Hips rotating...ruffled flounce
Rainbow colors...dig the beat
Skins all dark from Latin heat
Passions move, swing and sway
Sambas touch as fingers play
Airwaved music floating free
Through the years for me and thee
Clutching time in even beat
Kicking heels up in the street
Laughter looming over flowers
Knitted hairpiece, tongues devour
Hydrangeas tucked in bosoms fire
Deeper form...the loins desire
Appendages flail through the air
Rounded beating derrières'
Trots of feet as ankles hop
Jumping to this Latin bop
Grinding bodies touching , grasping
Music flowing, kisses flashing
Passions faster with each turn
Burning, searching, churn to churn
History making music classics
Listening, dancing...mirrored magic
I love music Susan and I can feel the beat in this one.
Bonnie
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on August 17, 2003
Susan,
beautiful imagery and
reflections in this one
Peace
PJ
Reviewed by ***** ********* (Reader)
Reviewed on August 17, 2003
Snappy, syncopated write, I could feel the rhythm in the music of your words, see light dancing off the sweat on the dancer's bodies! Very nicely done!
Reviewed by Tony Nerone (Reader)
Reviewed on August 17, 2003
This was lovely, Susan. Sensual, with a magestic flow.
Kudos!
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
~Nikki~
Reindeer
Bonnie
beautiful imagery and
reflections in this one
Peace
PJ
Kudos!
LYF
Tony:)