Dancing, lost to the music, nothing else exists but my body and the beat
Vaguely aware that somewhere
in the crowd, in the small pocket of shadows
you are watching
my hips roll,
the curve of my arse,
my fervid arms scenting the sky with Guerlain’s Shalimar,
my chest rising and falling though I’m not breathing
Here on my ship,
the bit parts, hangers-on,
walk the plank – you and I are the leads in bleached denim sprung back from the 80’s
3 songs and I’ll go take your hand because
I can’t resist
I’m greedy,
craving summery things,
ice cream
smeared on my lips, dripping on my skin, running down my fingers –
je lèche tout – innocence and prescience blended in one oblique look
Sugar shot from a gun triggered in the sun,
No wasting such sweet taste
est-il trop tôt for gelato laced with innuendo?
senses overload,
tonight, ti voglio
I know
that you also feel
the need, like at seventeen, to explode
and never see tomorrow
*To mark my Saturday session on the beach with my French gang and our dancing to this perfect tune which inspired me in so many ways I ended up totally ripping it off*
I can hear how this could turn the day into a night of dance
And losing oneself till you found that right part of arms
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Wonderfully written, Nathalie. 💜 I could see and feel every word.
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Ah. It’s like you were there 😉
In spirit you were! The heat over here at the moment you would like – though it’s nothing compared to your swampy conditions 😉
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This was fabulously written.
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You’re too kind, Vinnie. Must catch up with you soon – hope you’re doing well
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I am doing very well. And take your time, my blog isn’t going anywhere.
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I’m glad to hear it. And I hope not 😉
I’ll be along later today 🙂
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I couldn’t live without my blog.
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I have a love/hate relationship with mine. Happy to know you’re more “sorted” than I am 😉
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Your blog is excellent.
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Awww, thank you! You know I enjoy yours too
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Cheers. Both of mine are doing pretty well at the minute.
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Innuendo laced gelato sounds delicious if not decadent. 🙂
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Decadent AND delicious, Rob
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A perfect combination, Nathalie. 🙂
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And once again, we are in perfect agreement 🙂
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Funny how that keeps happening. 😍
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Great minds, Rob! Great minds 😜
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Reblogged this on Richard M. Ankers – Author and commented:
Nathalie’s poems are always fabulous. I could have reblogged any but chose this. Please check out her site, its wonderful.
Richard
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Richard…I’m SO honoured…you have no idea! I’m genuinely lost for words…but, thank you! SO much.
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My pleasure, I meant every word. I’ve been meaning to reblog one for ages. 🙂
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All I can say is that I’m now wearing a grin brighter than our current sun 😊
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😀
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That might not even make sense! I’m flustered, thank you – again – so much.
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The one thing I didn’t like about this poem is that it ended. You captured and enraptured the essence. 🙂
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Merci beaucoup! Heureuse de savoir que j’ai “capturé” 😉
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Ç’est une bonne chose. 😉
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😉
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Wonderful, Nathalie. You capture the sensuousness of summer perfectly. 🙂
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You’re too kind, Diana. But thank you! 🙂
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Love love love my #writersister ♥️
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