The Dance
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1 min readApr 2, 2019
The Dance
I dream a joyful dance in your arms
And the slow and sensual swoon of surrender
Envelops us like a musky dusk
Welcoming stars that shine within us.
My tremulous tears are your pearls,
Burning softly into the flesh
Of what I was
And what we are becoming
I melt into your Magnificence
With the sobs of a new born
Reaching out for itself
In the peace of the moon clad dawn.
I lie in Thy arms and wilt
with joy at the worlds within
Our embrace,
Emboldened by illumination
Galvanised by Grace
Merging in the dance
My reflection and Thy Face.