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Fri May-02-08 07:13 AM
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The RetroLounge Daily Poem Thread (Fri 5/2/2008) |
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Dancer
She comes to hagallah once a week, beckoning me, stirring loose earth with her bare sole. A twirling hand, a dervish turn
and the chain of gold around her hips skips, tipsy with her shimmy. Breathtaking how her copper skin sparkles.
When she spins, her curves become my world, her pulse woos one of my forgotten veins, and I shake. Bismillah!
She flashes her charms. I am the henna in her palms.
Soheila Ghaussy
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Fri May-02-08 07:41 AM
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She comes to hagallah once a week, beckoning me, stirring loose earth with her bare sole.
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Fri May-02-08 09:44 AM
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2. Were Eve's eyes in the first garden |
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Wow...amazing with a few well-chosen words, and this dancer springs to vibrant life!
Gorgeous imagery...
Yummmmmmmm............
Thank you!
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