Sylvia Wynter's Dream

Written by Sosania Tomlinson

I was a reveler for you and only you,

Getting drunk on everything, you had to offer.

From the sway in your hips

To the very passion, you invoked

With the way, you looked at me.

Be my Maenad and I, your Bacchus.

So we can worship at each other’s feet,

And offer prayers with these lips, that ache for you.

Seduce me with just your touch on my bare skin.

Come closer and move for me.

Body on body

Skin to skin

We move to the unending rhythm, as our minds drift further.

As we paint everything with life.

Watch us as we masquerade

Dyed bodies, powder dusted, feathers dancing in the wind

glistening bejeweled skin.

Can you hear the beat?

Speakers blaring, DJ Screaming.

Can you hear it?

We are like Sirens

We echo in the streets.