Dance Me to the End of Love

...a bow to Leonard Cohen

Dance Me to the End of Love

 

 

 

i’d  forever sleep

the day away

per chance to dream of you…

lift me like an olive branch

and dance me to the end of love.

 

your fingers, well versed

upon each curve

like the resin bow to a Stradivarius,

enticing you

orchestrating you

to dance me to the end of love.

 

oh, dance me to the end of love

woo me

like a Memphis moon

play me like a cello, tuned

 

dance me to the end of love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

Ahhhhh....who wouldn't be wowed by all that you mention in this one, Kelly? I like the repetition in each stanza. It seems you have used that wonderful line, "dance me to the end of love" before....maybe at the other site we were on. In any case, another wonderful romantic write from you! Lydi**

[Kelly Scheppers]

I've never used it before, but it sure was thrilling to compose a poem around it! Thank you, Lydi!

[Lydia Shutter]

Just realized it’s the title of a Leonard Cohen song!

[Kelly Scheppers]

I made mention of Leonard under the title, for I wasn't sure how many people were familiar with his songs. He had such a lovely baritone to his voice.

[Lydia Shutter]

So sorry I missed that, Kelly.

[MCS]

This post should come with a temperature warning; it's, scorching! As I read, I could vividly picture quick, deliberate tango moves, each step pulsing with precision and passion.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I've always loved the song, and that baritone voice of Leonard just put me over the top. I'd like to think he would have been flattered with my interpretation of it...what a beautiful song it is! Thank you, Mary!