This is a poem of desire and the want of loving. Picture a feast or a celebration of villagers and as the evening events continue and the wine starts to flow; a man begins to fall in love.
Mature Subject Matter {Innuendo} Please Be Advised
The Feasting Of Friends And Lovers:
The people gather together
Under the light of a full moon
In celebration and in dance
The entertainment will start soon
As people gather for the feast
The jeweled dancers move all around
Music and the words of poet's
They're dancing to the pagan sounds
The fire creates illusions
Exotic figures in the night
Tasting foods from foreign lands
Lanterns fill the shadows with light
The stars are watching from above
As they sparkle up in the sky
Below the dancers are moving
In the distance the night birds fly
Women wearing heavy makeup
Awareness increases with wine
Flirtations inside the shadows
I want this dancer to be mine
Lights shine across the horizon
The sounds of music fill the night
Lanterns moving with the dancers
A woman's form commands my sight
My eyes follow her every move
Like a siren, she calls to me
Her fragrance intoxicating
It's like she's dancing just for me
The poets share words of passion
Words to arouse a woman's ear
Perfume drenched sweat falls from her face
Are they raindrops or just her tears?
I signal in her direction
I want this dancer to come near
I want her to be my lover
I promise her nothing to fear
Her moisture touches my fingers
As they glisten from her sweet lips
I wish to drink from her beauty
I taste ecstasy in her kiss
The feasting of friends and loved ones
Will continue until the dawn
Like a good dream that has ended
Poetic visions are now gone
They will live inside of my mind
Embedded with my memories
The day a beautiful dancer
Shared the evening and sunrise with me
Sometimes the difference between love and want are two different things. I blame it on the wine.