Moldovan Flame

there is a moment

when all time and motion

is paralysed

when she effortlessly glides

across the pavement

skin glowing

legs & stomach showing

hair gently flowing

all curves defining rhyme

hips swaying in 4/4 time

she is burning, she burning

and then she smiles

as she dissolves from view

you are shattered back in to the present

realizing that she is gone

July 17, 2010

Chisinau, Moldova

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