Dancing in the Light

by Dorinda Duclos


She curtsies to the light, from yonder sky

Deep in the woods, as the night floats by

Beckoning to her, she stands there, alone

A lyrical figure, bathed in moonstone

She’ll pirouette ’round flowers, on gentlest toes

This ballerina dances, wherever moonlight glows

 

©Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay CC0

16 Comments to “Dancing in the Light”

  1. That is so beautiful, it presses all the right buttons for me.

  2. I like too , but I confess , Whippoorwill “presses all the right buttons..” kept me waiting for erotic , that indeed kept me to the end because it just could be easily and intensely erotic with just a couple of words , although beauty anyway , I’m the one damaged !

    But , Dorinda , I defy you , to turn the minimum words you feel as red as the reflection of my blush and maybe yours !

  3. Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.

  4. Dorinda, such lovely prose. So enriching and positive. Filled with lightness.

  5. Love this! The imagery is magickal!

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