she said…
There is a moment…
This
There is a moment
just before
you touch me
enter me
when we call a truce with time
and gasp
into that moment of
divine breath
every secret
opens and blossoms
inside that still beat
. . .
a promise about to happen
– by Lola Moi –
slip slidin’…
girl with a pearl…
let’s dance…
Wait for the stroke of midnight
bay to the moon
dance with the fireflies at flight
come to me soon
wait for the dawning light
wait for my stroke