Romantic Poetess

Lighting The Fire Of Love

RomanticPoetess

RomanticPoetess
Location
Minnesota, USA
Birthday
December 13
Title
Poetess, Fire Starter
Company
Mystic Creations
Bio
My intention is to write poems of love and loving while fearlessly pursuing my hearts desire. My email address is: romanticpoetess.com@gmail.com

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FEBRUARY 10, 2012 10:30AM

Dancing the Cordax

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Image from Manalivemag.com 

sex-in-the-woods 

 

I wander into a densely wooded place with you

Narrow untrodden ground near a stand of aspen

Clasped together tightly

My movements slight but significant

My body shifts as I peel away a layer of lichen

That holds me inside my own layers

A fleeting glimpse

Of the layers of you

Sensing me

Sensing

The throbbing beat that enchants

Fulfills our purpose

As man and woman

In this untamed forest

Where we dance this thrusting Cordax

Most provocative of Grecian dances 

Music by Pan, Echo and the other nymphs

Choreographed by Aphrodite

Culminating at sunset

As Nyx and Hypnos

Take us tumbling into their world

And find a clearing to hold our bodies

While they play out the next number

And we frolic in stillness

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O I am right there doing that dance with the spirits and an organic bodied man. Bliss
LOVED the last sentence..
Happy day to you Poetess.
HUGGGGGGG
Anything that mentions Pan is good in my book...
"My movements slight but significant..." a gorgeous line worth ruminating on!
My God thisi s lovely!

r.
I love this. It's so sexy. -R-
I love aspens. You have given them whole new meaning Romantic One.
Dancing rules and so do you. lets have one sometime soon.
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............... *•.¸.•* ♥⋆★•❥ Peace and ♥ L☼√Ξ ☼ ♥
⋆───★•❥Have a Lovely Day ☼ .¸¸.•*`*•.♥ (ツ)
Tame the forest, indeed! Beautiful piece. R
Beautiful wording
A dance as old as time
~R~
The title pulled me in and the poem kept me entranced, RP.
R♥
I've heard Aphrodite is an excellent choreographer.
Love is a con, but it's a persuasive one.
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Ah, if life could only live up to your poetry...but then, sometimes, it does, for a moment.
Oh, such lovely visions your lines create! Frolicking in the stillness....
r
Rom Poet:

"My body shifts as I peel away a layer of lichen
That holds me inside my own layers
A fleeting glimpse
Of the layers of you
Sensing me"

Gorgeous words; perfect photo to match.
you brought me with you on this piece...lovely...
Oh, a beautiful midwinter's morning dream.
This is so terrific, as always~
I could feel this forest cool at my skin, contrasting so by the touch of another, there savoring the moment, its wine serenely coursing just behind my eyes, below my heart ...
Ah, the Greeks had it going on just right.
I could feel this forest cool at my skin, contrasting so by the touch of another, there savoring the moment, its wine serenely coursing just behind my eyes, below my heart ...
Ah, the Greeks had it going on just right.
So much to love about this one, don't know quite
where to start. Should start by apologizing for being tardy
getting here...no excuse for that! I am chastising myself,
nay, castigating myself for that...

There is a wonderful sense of merging with the woods,
"My body shifts as I peel away a layer of lichen
That holds me inside my own layers "...
The stillness of the untamed forest
(but how can something so wild be so still?)
up against
the natural loving movements of the couple...
or are they moving?
just barely , it seems..."slight but significant.."
the real action is internal,
throbbing and reaching romantic telepathy
("A fleeting glimpse

Of the layers of you

Sensing me

Sensing )
with the help of our ancestors,
those pagan gods & goddessess
confined now to the wilderness,
voices not crying out but
singing,
as ever...
Thank you all for your wonderful comments.
I thrive on them. You are all my muses in so many ways.
Ah, Sylvan sensuality. I can smell the trees.
I love this as I gaze outside at snow and long for warmer days.....
The last line is sublime. This poem is so moving, gently pulling the reader in. Nicely done.