as she danced for him
hard wood earth
where only shadows
dared receive
naked dreams filled her
warm evening eyes
wind across his lips
a man could only fall
to his knees
offering his whispers
echoes lost
warm morning high desert
winds
still she danced
firelight trees and sky
starlight
the water of her draining sips
holds a poet
shifting sands
only her own blood
would she see
only a poet on his knees
silent
socks on the floor
no locks on the door
was it the mirror
was it the silence
between the poet's words
which called to her
as she danced for him
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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