Thursday, September 10, 2009

Linger

A foot falls, then another. Timed to the breathing of approaching surprise. Ambient sound creates shadows in which to safely exhale. The gentle beating of a ceiling fan whips the air, further inhibiting the long-obsolesced ability to feel movement. Her silhouette, perfectly curved in the dark, tunes itself to the music of this silent dance. A foot falls... then another.

Hands reach around her body and one rests above her heart. Beats skip between a sudden inhalation, then gradually relax. The smell of temporary fear escapes her neck and is tasted. She attempts to turn, but the embrace holds firm and she closes her eyes in the dark. A free hand feels its way and lifts too many folds of a dress. The spider feels its prey struggle in its web, vibrations eliciting a sensation akin to hunger. Thumb and forefinger intrude cloth seams and revel for a moment in enveloping moisture. Beats skip... then relax.

Bodies dance to a song of breath and gasp, almost in unison, but one a half-beat behind the other. Hands rest above the hips of a lover, still hidden beneath her dress. A delicate push followed by gentle pull. She smiles as she tenses, hearing a heartbeat behind her and feeling it between her. Slowly, she adds a sway to the tango. Vertigo replaces balance as movement becomes an exercise in chaotic futility. Delicate push... gentle pull.

Spasms replace vertigo and there's a final pull accompanied by two final gasps. More beats skip, then relax. A foot falls, then another. By the time she turns around and opens her eyes, she's alone again... a silhouette in love with a rhythm of far away.

15 comments:

  1. That is so sweet. A true poetic romance...

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  2. Okay, I was clearly the inspiration for this, wasn't I? Just admit it. And don't be embarrassed, I'm very flattered.

    *pffft* lol!

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  3. For some reason, I picture this set in like the 18th century. Not sure why.

    Sensual without being crude. Nicely accomplished.

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  4. beautifully played...wings is right, it was an intimate dance without giving away the details, nicely done. so the MUSE is back?

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  5. "Ambient sound creates shadows in which to safely exhale"--masterful sir :)

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  6. Well written. It would have been easy to do such a piece as this badly. You avoided it. Well writtem well done.

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  7. I loved "Potential Energy", but this Jeff, wonderfully intense. Words painted into seductory,sensual sentences. Well done.


    and then he wasn't there...

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  8. Hi Jeff,

    My blog isn't for inviteds only...something got messed up in the url or blogger is being weird...

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  9. Very descriptive and visual piece. Nothing like a Tango to get the blood boiling and the heart pumping.

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  10. I like it as a dream passed from one to another, dream-walking.

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  11. This was... in many ways so subtle yet so sensuous...

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  12. Jeff, I have no doubt you hear me blushing. Not! haha. Nah, this was rather beautiful.

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