Aug 012010

~Makisha Lawrence

An elegant hand beckons to her
She looks up
Gazes into confident eyes
A glint of arrogance lines Its smile
A sigh of desire and regret sing from her chest

Takes Its hand

She and Envy sway to music only they can hear
They rock in sync
Warm breath on neck and ear
Beautiful lies whispered
She lets It lead
Glides through time with teeth bared in false smile
A gentle touch at the base of her spine
Thirsty shivers of desire and disappointment

Music swells
Heart flutters
Hope without joy
She dances to its melody

Spirit pants fatigued
Howling for rest
She gracefully declines another dance

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