Lovers Ballet
Whose graceful bow trembles and
Rises to winged form
That bends upon the wind
In gentile form takes shape
As crested doves lie down on silvery moon
Escape in lament and embrace
Climbed skies of soft blue hues
Which break upon the night
In search of passion and grace
In fevered pitch their spring flows
And forms rhythmic beat
Limbs entwined with yearnings feast
Enclosed within the woven thread
Youths embrace, clenched in throbbing, tense of pace
Brings forth sweetness and desire
Across paths lost in time
From loves forbidden place
The sounds of ecstasy emit
Free of illusions from constraint
The gift of fragrant flowers
Swaying gently, glowing, rich in taste
Their touch an entrancement
That bore the fruit of tempest rage
And cup over flowing,
Poured upon the stage
Danced a path toward the moon
And waltzed in star lights trace
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AUTHOR NOTES:
"Lovers Ballet" was written on behalf of two artists from the Oregon Ballet Theatre Company. I am a 2004 graduate from the School of Business & Leadership at Marylhurst University. I am a member of the Alumni Board of Directors and the President of the Business & Leadership Alumni Association. As part of my curriculum at Marylhurst I studied under Ger Killeen and his poetry classes. Please pass along my sincere thanks to Ger for his love of literature and the inspiration provided to write poetry.
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