Downpour Dance

Downpour, aghast I see, Waters drenched in dust, Under the wrong light, A figure formed from lust, Whining and whirling seductively, Taking away my merciless stare, Playful, calling to hold tight, Unbeknownst to when and where, Two different worlds, front and back, Undiscovered, understated, less understood, Reading an empty book that feels, Heavier in meanings … Continue reading Downpour Dance