Latin hips

To a dark winter sky I woke,

lighting a candle for the broken bulb.

A red hue engulfed my tired senses

and electrified my veins with moving blood…

The crackle of new fire sounded like the start of a strong drum beat…

I was hungry then…

I tripped over junk and shoes to adjust my daily routine…

but as I stumbled, I twirled

and the mirror told me to dance,

the mask of irritation lifted by a blood filled joy…

In one quick sweep I saw my hips curve around to my naked buttocks

and the shape made me smile.

Imagining strong arms

and being thrown around a latin club… or this room

Passion pulsated for life, and me and my curves…

And then I was late for work…

Reviews

[Wondering Mind]

That ending made me smile, not expected at all!! Crafty!!

[Nidheesh Sankaran]

GR8 !!! Nicely written !!! Hope u hav the same!!!

[Marie]

Sometime waking is a dance--depending on what the night was...