Heels

As mentioned in a previous post, the shadorma supposedly originated in Spain. While my wife and I were sitting entranced in the Palau di Musica in the balconies of a flamenco concert, I got inspired. Here's a shadorma series written during the concert.

They don't smile,
but who could when you
sound like a
gunshot in
a thunderstorm? The sound comes
from a deep desire.

But for what?
Because even when
the song is
built on true
happiness, she is
dressed in passion, licking at
the air for her love.

Her arms spell
lust, extended in
the shadows:
permanent
reminders
that when the sun comes up, she
will no longer be.

Salvando
una historia,
son de los
gipses, they
are salvaged from night, born from
its sacred magic.

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