Cante Jondo

For Her.

slow

night verve

my tiny Bonfire

misted with

delicate black petals of rose

sweet

Siren

spun by pipe and drum

quick gypsy

captive to freedom’s jerk and sway

dark

dance tight

in autumnal rain

Mavericke

born of pathos and levanter

climb

youth’s peak

forest floor resounds

legs-locks-blur

flame sparks halo Bravi’os full grace

bright

Starstorm

fall down fast with me

we’ll gulp up

the oxygen beneath this moon

thighs

clench close

shaming tune and beat

claimed hearts share

in spinning soaked and straining Souls

Copyright 2008 held by Christopher Floyd