Courageous Dance

Courageous dance, to enter To awaken in the wake, Light of her in him and he in her Shed our casings like the snake To know body as a sacred space Removing layers we are clothed within, Eye to eye, lips to lips, face to face Curved new membrane, skin on skin Sensing risk, trust,…

Treasure

  Abandoned moments do not last In the magma of a churning past We are suspended gold dust Affection ignites love from lust, It is only when i feel like treasure That I explode with total pleasure.   Antonia Sara Zenkevitch