Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
He starts cautiously with small steps warms me up, back and forth prolongs his leg, goes from minuet to pavane strides old-fashioned deeper adds quick pushes then unchains himself        from allemande to courante and leads me into the sixth heaven slowly flying there sarabande        around with me, in expectation enjoying each other and longing        for the delayed presto touch on the sensitive strings ending on the highest note
0
Dec 20, 2019
Dec 20, 2019 at 4:13 AM UTC
Intimate suite
He starts cautiously with small steps warms me up, back and forth prolongs his leg, goes from minuet to pavane strides old-fashioned deeper adds quick pushes then unchains himself        from allemande to courante and leads me into the sixth heaven slowly flying there sarabande        around with me, in expectation enjoying each other and longing        for the delayed presto touch on the sensitive strings ending on the highest note
Collection “It takes a lot of tries to make a début”
Zywa
Written by
Amsterdam
Dec 20, 2019
Dec 20, 2019 at 4:13 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem