Will you dance with me
in this silvery pool
of moonlight
that falls across
your face
like a watered silk?
Will you clasp my hand
hold it as delicately
but firmly
as though it is my beating heart?
Wrap your arm
around my body
let your warmth
become my warmth
your breath become
my breath
soft against bare skin
Listen to the night music
swell
expand
fill us with ache
longing
as we sway together
in these steps
of remembrance
this onyx night. . .
© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved
Brave & Reckless 
Wow! In every good sense of the word.
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lovely
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Thank you
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Beautiful words, Christine!
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Thank you Vidur
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Reminds me of the time when I danced with someone to no music at all. Gorgeous, Christine!
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Thank you Eric. Makes me a little wistful. It has been a long time since there has been romance in my life. So quickly laundry and grocery shopping intrude. . .
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Understand and Agree 100%
❤
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Perhaps a little yearning is what keeps us alive
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