Silhouette in shadows
Supple glowing skin
Her long hair pours down her back
As she dances in sin
In nothing but her birthday suit
She gyrates in time
To the flowing inner melody
The chaos in her mind
The sweet ballet of freedom
So sacred in the night
For God's eyes only
She moves with all her might
The world cannot hold her
It's drama she escapes
In sweet harmonic interlude
Her spirit makes it's way
Alive and free her curvy shape
Proclaims her soul has woken
World be damned, she makes her stand
Behold, this glorious woman
~
~© Bobbie Sandlin~
~
Off a writing exercise, featuring the silhouette of a lady in the dark.
Her long hair pours down her back
As she dances in sin
In nothing but her birthday suit
She gyrates in time
To the flowing inner melody
The chaos in her mind
The sweet ballet of freedom
So sacred in the night
For God's eyes only
She moves with all her might
The world cannot hold her
It's drama she escapes
In sweet harmonic interlude
Her spirit makes it's way
Alive and free her curvy shape
Proclaims her soul has woken
World be damned, she makes her stand
Behold, this glorious woman
~
~© Bobbie Sandlin~
~
Off a writing exercise, featuring the silhouette of a lady in the dark.
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