Marlena the Magnificent

By Ahuva Goldstand

Shadowed curves whisper, mysteries to be unraveled like her shimmering pink chiffon, sheer enough to catch the light; and your breath. Honey limbs sway, a stream of sighs, running through your hair like a breeze. Her soul sings, her body a commotion of thoughts and pauses. Her feet a bass guitar, her tambourine hips and her body harmonizing. Watching her lips, her eyes; her hands rise and fall, echoed by your beating heart.

scents of enchantment
raptured reverie tonight
she dances for you

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2 Comments

Filed under Issue 1, Poetry, Prose

2 responses to “Marlena the Magnificent

  1. This is my favorite Goldstand poem so far.

    Fan-freaking-tastic. For lack of a better term.

  2. Sarina

    I can see her!

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