beneath the skin, muscle twitches in anticipation
each breath a beat
waiting for the guitar string to spring to life
to match the melody waiting in my limbs
a few tentative notes
a meandering walking of time scale
searching for the moment to begin
my arm raises slowly
graceful
the air like water
each finger, each tendon moving together and separate
each telling its own story-its own feeling-pushing to be the first to speak
the melody begins and my body erupts
a hip juts to the side in a half moon circle pushing the alternate hip
up
sharply dropping down
one
two
three
the energy of the movement rolling up my torso
to my shoulder
wavering through my arm
out my fingertips
my toe draws a circle on the earth
my leg follows
my hip
my heart
my limbs
slow and graceful moving through
the air like water
then
spinning more and more
faster and faster
around
You
standing in the center
immobile and solid
in darkness
your eyes shrouded
a full revolution
two
three more
the universe spinning in tandem
my body stops facing you
the inertia of my movement missed by my hair
still dancing in the spin
See Me
i grasp your hand, its warmth and weight against my palm
i lift it to my face, cradling it against my jaw
Feel Me
as my eyes gently close into the caress
my other hand moves to your chest
resting it there to feel your heartbeat
pulse
the unheard beat of the melody of the dance
matching the tension in my muscles
moving, throbbing, dancing beneath my skin
my eyes open to gaze into yours
Can You Hear Me? Can You Feel The Emotion Surging?
I Am Screaming...Pushing Through All Of What Cannot Be Spoken
See Me
Feel Me
Hear Me
Love Me
the current does not travel
you remain still
instead
i feel your heart, your heat, your emotion
i can feel you flooding into me
it overwhelms the movement
the melody
my back arches away
allowing my hands to slowly slip from your body
i step away
facing you
still
motionless
feeling myself and you
every nerve aflame
contract and relax, contract and relax, contract and relax
too fast for the melody
the rhythm lost
one more step away
my limbs searching for the melody again
the movement returns
wild
uncontrolled
ugly
the strength in my legs runs down into the floor
my knees following it
a marionette with its strings cut
the last few notes lift through
then
.
.
.
silence
.
save my breath
ragged and raw
as a moth to the flame
i burn
as the Nightingale pierces itself to the thorn of the rose
i bleed
bowed in supplication i raise my hand
the air like water
to you
Will You Take It?