Poems by Ana Toma

 
Poems by Ana Toma
 
 
The Man Who Dances in Her Head
 
There is a man who dances in her head,
His feet keep dancing when there is music.
His smile is infectious, sweeter than honey,
She can’t relate how they met.
She knows his feet are very smart,
Can take him fast, very far away…
She puts her hands in his hairless chest,
She wants this man to stay…
There is a man who dances in her head,
In every planted dream she has.
He smells like lilies. She knows his heart.
He never stops dancing to “amour éternel”.
She follows his movements, beats and rhythm,
With such happiness, no one can show and tell.
Her feet keep dancing when there is soft music,
Dreaming of the man who dances in her head.
 
 
Nothing has changed
 
Nothing has changed:
My wildest desire is his lips on mine.
The longest French kiss ever:
Sweet as children’s first smile.
I’ve tasted his lips for hours, days.
I can’t compare them to anything,
to anyone.
It’s my soul’s favorite taste.
All I can say is that his lips play magic on me.
They awaken my holy dreams to be with him
In any place, in any fantasy, in any life,
in any moment.
His presence ignites my hidden passion.
In any nighttime, I’m followed by sunshine.
I live the wildest dream,
when thinking of the man I wanna be with.
No one knows how I feel when we make love,
Other than saying out loud his name,
I smile and kiss him deeply.
I can’t thank him enough for helping me reach
Unknown heavens,
I almost burn in the hot flames of our lovemaking.
I can compare our kissing,
To only fresh fountain’s water,
Up there, in Heavenly Heaven,
anytime our bodies feel the love heat.
Nothing has changed since I’ve met his lips.
Nothing has changed since I’ve met his body.
Nothing has changed since I’ve fallen for him
Other than wanting him more…
 
©️Ana Toma
 

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