A juerga with flamenco guitars,
With fires blooming like red flowers,
Folks dancing in the moonlight
The dance of wounded souls,
Vibrant red dresses
White shirts like birds,
Falling shawls,
Dancers,
Sky,
Claps,
Cubic
Movements of
Color, music's
Seeds, hands being wings
Shadows on the white wall,
From soul detaching passion's
Lights, motion vibrating the string,
Resonance for a new dimension.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
so flowing.. profound... .corpses dancing in moonlight great write
Resonance for a new dimension.It must be so always.Motivating still, sure...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
really good one...love it