Devilishly difficult, especially after glancing at your effort. Took me 45 minutes and I still don't have a title for it. That will come by this evening.
Here's the first version:
my fine songs
like dancing poetry,
strung together on a rhyme,
subtle rhythms of cha-cha-cha,
hips undulating in sensual bossa-nova time
I reach out for your hand, whispering intense words
tiny pearls, crossing the thin thread-like bridge of my thoughts
through the willing ears of your mind, are sometimes silver
a sliver of gold, or diamonds twinkling in the moonlight
but always in the background is a wisp of music
a woeful song to wish my beloved goodnight
the orbit of my heart reaching out to you
sleep well, my dearest friend
may your dreams be filled
with swaying verse
reminding you
of my love
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