Exotica

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Inspired by “The Golden Room” by Joe Satriani

I know not what plain she’s born

She sweeps across them all

Her dancing haunting hellish nights

So primordial, delights

Pervading purest dawn

Her body bronze and draped in silk

Matched by an amber gaze

Her fragrant locks do dance in time

With songs surreal an so sublime

A bouncing ebony haze

In swelling beats she kicks her feet

And copper dust ignites

She smiles beneath her blurring veil

And forms a watercolour trail

That spirals the night

The horns and pipes cut through the air

Strings ensued their wide expanse

The music washed my senses numb

Her dance so made my heart succumb

Left in euphoric trance

This creature, fair, spoke not in words

But in passion of angelic motion

With devil’s intent, she drew me closer

All my strength could not morose her

Currents in my ocean

Of thought, the waltzing constellations

Reflected her in diamond white

Entrapping me in ecstasy

Her mind and heart a mystery

To me this fleeting night


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