Third Poetry PageDrum CircleMy spirit is lost in the music firelight flashes on my turning body and my bare feet stamp the ground with this ancient rhythm All our spirits converge and there is a moment of harmony. Harmony of the universe, the stars, the gods body, mind, and soul eternity is possible. Southern Lines“Keep talkin’, ” she says archly to him “You make me speechless, baby” he grins back. “Suga, I could eat you up, you look so sweet,” he grins back. “Hey honey, come on over here,” “mmmmmm, sukee sukee now” What is attraction?Is it a sparkle of eye, a swing of hip, a barely-there touch, a strong embrace? A firm body, a soft one? A teasing voice a soft low laugh? A confidant stroll a shy movement? Or what about a sweet smell soomething that conjures up sunshine or rain, but happiness either way. Is it an innocent smile, or that all knowing raised eyebrow? page 1 page 2 page 4 My hompage Bobshrine Email me 1999 All rights reserved.
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