The Dance

I stared at her.
Face to face,
Eye to eye.
With the courage of a warrior,
And I asked her:

- Wanna dance?

She looked at me tenderly,
She extended her hand to me,
She closed her eyes.
My legs trembled,
My heart beat fast,
My hands sweat,
I felt a warmth in my chest,
My eyes closed.
We dance ...
In the wake of love.


Eduardo Santos's picture

I am a brazilian poet. I believe that we should learn to feel the essential, no more and no less, just the essential.

Last updated June 21, 2016