Waltz with me, take my hand.
Hear the gulls call to us
fly o’er us, soar for us
dance for us on the sand.
Oceanside, hand in hand
me touching, you wishing
souls in tune, now kissing
three-stepping, lusting fanned.
You’re so strong, hold my hand
dance with me, past the sun
dance with me, past the clouds
through the stars, never land.
Oh my dear, damn this waltz.
Pen down now, poem be done.
Quick-step me, quick-step me!
Now . . . now . . . now . . . never to cease.
Now. . . Now. . NOW!
Ahhhhhhh . . .
release.
Written for dVerse, the virtual pub for poets. Late to Thursday’s post – Bjorn hosts and asks us to consider the waltz in poetic form. For example, the waltz is usually danced in 3-beat measures: 1 – 2 – 3, 1-2-3. I’ve tried to have three beats throughout, so for example, the first line is “waltz (1) with (2) me (3), take (1) my (2) hand (3)”. Tricky. I’ve given it a go and ended up with a waltz on the beach that turns quite bawdy! FYI: the quick-step is another ballroom dance, quite opposite in pacing and attitude than the waltz or tango for example. Image from Pixabay.com
lillian the home poet 
I really like the photo you found to go with this poem, the whole idea of waltzing on the beach and the idea of the gulls dancing for you. 🙂
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I second Susan ❤
-David
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LILLIAN ~~~ your waltz is devilishly delightful.
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In those kinds of settings one thing can lead to another. Happy and smokin’ poem.
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Well, this interlude disintegrated swiftly! Somehow left me smiling.
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I love this Lillian: you’ve waltzed us into a frenzy then even put your pen down so the poem really comes to life! Waltztastic 🙂
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I remember when I was younger and the first song was a waltz and how it felt nice at first until you could release and be free…
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What a sensual dance! 🔥
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great waltzing beat in this poem, i could feel it all the way thru, well done
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A waltz of sensuality. Lovely, Lillian!
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Nice dance Lillian! Happy weekend.
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