• The Dance

    Her choreography is impeccable,
    Her beauty is anything but absent,
    The fragrance of her being is inevitable,
    Her heart’s content state leaks through her pores
    As she moves a different direction
    She does not miss a single beat along the way
    As she approaches me, she immediately shines
    And at anacrusis begins a new dance.

    Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden är fotograferad den 9 maj 2013 vid ett besök vid Adelsnäs, Åtvidaberg.