Sinking Within A Sultry Dance

In Greek Mythology, Terpsichore “delight in dancing” was one of the nine Muses and goddess of dance and chorus. She is usually shown dancing and sometimes holding a lyre, accompanying the ballerinas’ choirs with her music

Close your eyes, relax the spaces of your mind

Delight in Dancing I give to you, practiced from the beginning of time

Terpsichore, the Greek Mythology Muse of dance and chores as I hold my lyre

Passion, lust, desire, graceful movements for the mind to inspire

Enticing the man’s loin flames of fire

No rhythm to engage, only your body, the essence of this muse, no cloth or Greek attire

The body enticement found in a wanton dance

The sum of ninety-three, the Thelema spiritual philosophy for a man to understand

Ancient dances to make the skies shed rain

Dancing in glee to escape life’s stinging pain

The muse within me guides your mind to move like the smooth flow of sand

A beautiful crusade to be shared between woman and man

Lucid, rumbustious, daring, as feet moves to the beat, a seductive tease

As you hark unto the dance, as my lyre sets the energy of your soul free

Medicine, ceremonial, rituals, and entertainment dances to amuse

Terpsichore, the Greek Mythology Muse of sensual dances, no man could refuse

Under the silken covers time we reclaim

Two bodies seeking the carnal feast of its weakening fame

A private dance made for two lovers, my lyre discreet to be

Instilled passion under the moonlit, giving and receiving, the commencement of you and me

From the taste of my honey dripped lips

The dance of grace, elegance, seduction, the heart it eclipses

Clench me tighter and feel the alluring sway of my hips

The balance of my soft hands roaming over you, your body basking in the abyss of a wet slip

Linking my arms around your neck as we attune to this emotional dance

The lyre, my chorus backdrop, as the enticing moves heightens of this sultry romance

Allow the rhythm once inside as the elixir of love floats from you

Dip me slowly, worshipping my soul, losing your mind in the addictive moves

Body to body, feast of love found in the magnetic inviting grooves

Spinning me around, taking my mind pass the stars

Come into me as you taste Venus, dancing found under the planet Mars

I’m dizzy from the twirling thrill

Pull me closer, sinking deeper and deeper of your own free will

The rapture with the chorus of my tuneful lyre surrounding us, as time stands still

Feel the essence of my erratic heartbeat as it’s matching yours

Blissful finale of dancing bodies, sedated, perspiration seeps from pores

Breathless and content, as allowed me to take your mind for a sequestered tour  

Heart to heart

My lyre, when dancing with a love one, is a masterpiece work of art

I’ve danced in times of old with my lyre, the chorus played in sync on Mt. Olympics, to the Roman towers  

A woman’s greatest asset as she cajoles in a passionate dance, entrenched by the slow dancing power

Love comes in droves while whirling in the soft mist of a rain shower

Bedazzled under the once seductive poetic words of Horace

Terpsichore, the Greek Mythology Muse of dance heard with my lyre, and chorus