Dancing in a Dying Fire

February 4, 2008

Myth
layered in loose
Roma silk
long fingers turn
the lovers card
on black
satin.

Glass beads
dangle down
breasts tattooed
the color
of a gypsy moon.

Dance your
crystal prism
circling
red silk slowly
caressing
soft curves
in shadowed
candle light.

Cast your
midnight eyes
slowly
seeking
sacred seduction
Myth
of a dying fire
your spell
                laurel leaves burning
plays
out.