Indie Dance Love

A belly dance poem.

Indie Love Dance
 
With the waving ripple and

ruffle of my moving skirt,
I stare at your ripped shirt as

I glide through the humid air.

Each thrust to the rhythmic indie

music I make away from you hurts,
the fast shake of my hips towards

you brings many stares.
 
It's the mideastern belly dance of love.

The clanging of the brass symbols on my fingers,
hypnotize you with a smile on your lips
 
When our steamy bodies slide together, we fit like a glove.
Our chemistry is so hot it makes you stiffen.
 

 

 

Reviews

[ShAb]

definitely pacy, a bit raw..:) but its good.. kinda sexy, could've ended better i thought, and i din like the continuation of lines..:)
but a good attempt nonetheless..:)

[zombiikillah666]

this is hot && sexy. (:
get it girl. (:
i like it. xD

[E. L. Foley]

The poem definitely painted a picture--I could picture everything that was going on, but I found the occasional heavy rhyming words a bit distracting. Because the subject is rhythmic, I kept feeling like "skirt" and "shirt," "love" and "glove," etc. should be in a specific pattern.

[Desert Dreamer]

Passionate dance, makes me want to play some belly dance music and dance.

[James Bonner]

sensual:) its good.

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

This is good. I did like it. Thanks for sharing. :)

[tynamite]

Yeah summer passion, I wonder where this was set. Nice descriptions you use.

[Marie Harrison]

A love poem about dance and music, describing the beginnings of a night of summer passion.