Spring needs to come...
Do you hear the beating of the drum?
Sly at first like the rub of thumb to finger
These beats seem to echo and linger
This urge to move leads me to wonder.
What is the rain without thunder?
An uncontrolled rhythm offers no retreat...
What is a dance without the beat?
Soon they are louder, stronger and faster
Until the drive intensifies and is harder to master!
Keeping time with the rhythm of my heart
Movements are like a fluid work of art...
Mmmm the pure deliciousness of wanting to try
ideas that come bouncing in my mind as she passes by
A smell, a look, longing for just a brief embrace
a fleeting glance and sly look upon her face...
Calling my body to twist and to grind.
I feel like I'm loosing my mind!!!
A shear madness spell has drawn me under
This passionate urge tears me asunder!
Beating and Pounding!!!
Thumping and Bumping!!!
Pulsing and Throbing!!!
Turning and Tumbling...
Soon like a rumbling, fleating mad dash,
I realize I am rushing much to fast!!!
So there is no way that this can last,
and finally here comes...the crash . . . . . .
. . . . . ........... ........... ............. ......
Hear the beating of the drum?
Now that spring has finally come...
edit on 20-3-2014 by abeverage because: I needed just a bit more!