37 Poem by RIC BASTASA

37



A dance in the dark Is a nude dance
Two forms Fuse as one

Shades in the Dark with some Specks of light
A dance of Coming and going

One that tells me Out you go And yet takes Me by her hand

And without a Word the two Forms kiss
and Lose themselves In an empty space

Where the specks Of light may Turn into fire
a wild fire A burning dance A wild dance

And it stops only As the Two Lovely Forms
Become the dark And an empty space.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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