From across the floor,
our eyes meet and hold.
A feeling flows across the space.
Music begins as she slips
across the floor
and into my arms.
We begin to glide and sway
with the sounds of a waltz
flowing over us.
We are one as though
we have danced
in each other’s arms forever.
Her hand, so lightly in mine
is the touch of soft feathers.
Our eyes never leave the others
As we dip, float, soar
with pulsing music pouring
over and around us.
The music no longer plays
As we twirl to our own beat
never missing a step.
Sounds and the electric aura
slowly dissolve.
We stop, she moves against me
Brushes her lips to mine
and is gone.
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Reviews of "Spirit Waltz"
Reviewed by Annie OQuinn (Reader)
Reviewed on April 8, 2009
Cliff, I remember so well when you wrote this poem. Its still so pretty.
This poem does have rhythm. It brings back days when I loved nothing better than to go dancing. Occasionally, I'd have a dance partner who fullfilled all the lovely thoughts expressed in your poem. Nice job.
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