Red coral beads on a long strand
Wind around my neck
Amaranth spotlights wash away
All trace of imperfection
Brass gleams as tuba bellows out
Russet notes; reverberations
Intertwine with your crooning voice
Liquid limbs sway to sweet swing beats
Melancholy minor chords
Softly lodge inside my throat
Cherry-loaded swallow
Try not to choke on vintage grief
Resonating along past cadences
Of theatre limelight
How I wish I could be back on stage
Lively stepping to choreographed numbers
Ruby lips pinned in Cheshire grin
Carbon copy lines of vibrant girls
Kicking sky high in scarlet heels
Carmine-tipped fingers
Sensually encircle sister wrists
Beads of sweat build beneath fringe hems
Glitter and salt; tantalizing allure
Ambiguous patron silhouettes
Draped in vermillion shadows
Will dream sweet dreams tonight
Graceful bow to curtain black
Night’s opera is best
Dressed in red
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Aspen Marie
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Comments (3)
Wow, felt like I was being swept away into a dance, haha! This is a beautiful poem, Marie. Feels otherworldly. I hope you get back on the stage soon (if that's what you want, lol). And again, another great photo! Now I know you're the best photographer in the world, all these amazing photos check out 😁
Oh wow, you're super talented! I can't dance to save my life, lol. Anyway, you don't do this anymore?
Wow so surreal. Love the way you describe the mood in your poem.