Sangria Mix

Sips of sangria mix

with my blood, passion red,

and raise my sensual powers

ten-fold when

the bass and beat

pulsate from within,

and when the rain

hits my skin,

I laugh at lightning,

challenging it

to ignite me even more,

and you watch me from inside

confined

within walls and man-made dance floor,

for the threshold of fear,

you will not cross,

and my mischievous eyes

and curve of my lips

turn away

from you-

r loss…

Poem and images ©LauraDenise

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