Flutter in the fringe that is the silver moon
With the harmonic heartbeat of the white winged dove.
In a sultry swirl that steals away from the madness of everyday
Like a golden thread, spun out of straw,
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I am completely under the spell of this poem, which embodies the voice and gestures of the enchantress who dances with the speaker. There is a strong suggestion by those who know such women that they are dangerous.But the music, dance, perfumed night, beautiful flesh, intoxicating mood all conspire to make me CHOOSE to go the gypsy path. This is another THRESHOLD poem promising even greater wonders and delights. Why would I want to resist such beauty?
A festival of melody.. in well arranged words... well penned dear poet.
Susan! What a breathtaking poem. I was enchanted from the beginning to the end. My favorite line for she speaks what the heart holds inside. And another favorite I Sway in the wake of her words. So poetically where did. Enjoyed reading.