๐Ÿ—‚๏ธ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ๐Ÿ“’Poetry From The Archives๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ—„๏ธ๐Ÿ—‚๏ธ No. 6 – Paso Doble

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Sometimes it is good to look back and read the poetry you have written in previous years. I am quite amazed at how good some of it is! Here I will either just reproduce it or edit it and post it.ย  It has all been published on my blog previously under my pen name, Carolina de la Cruz. Please let me know what you think. (in comments) Constructive critique welcome,โœ๏ธCarolyn โŒโค๏ธโŒ
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Paso Doble

Hey,ย  Carmen, guapa, can you dance the paso doble?
Juan Carlos, the handsome young Spaniard, requests.
She replies, yes, of course I can, I execute it nobly.
To prove her point to the dance floor they progress.

They dance, he with assured feet, her with flowing skirts
Whirling in vibrant hues, to the pulsating, double beat.
He smiles down into her upturned face, she flirts.
Drawn together on this night of passion and heat.

The dancing could go on and on, the music plays loud.
This fiesta, like all fiestas, will last until dawn at least,
But he wants to spirit her away from the noisy crowd
His unspoken desire, upon her, his passion to release.

She is eager to comply, hand in hand they flee.
Leaving the festivities far behind, until alone at last,
In a deep and lustful embrace, no prying eyes can see.
Their sweet anticipation is overtaken and surpassed.

The make love, they take love, the grassy bank, below.
Kissing, tasting, stroking, hands caressing until brought
To that final delicious, tingling ecstasy when juices flow
And mingle. The pause before the return to lucid thought.

Wrapped in each other's loving embrace, they smile, content
In their bliss.ย  Hey guapa can you dance the paso doble?
The handsome young Spaniard, now resolved in his intent,
Whispers with a gentle laugh, her reply I execute it nobly!

ยฉCarolinadelaCruz/VixenOfVerse, 2009
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