Dance Poem by AlissaMarie Unknown

Dance



White as a ghost, smooth
as a baby's bottom. Let it
slide down the tunnel. Blues,
greens, and all sorts of colors
twrill around the eyes.
Hands slid around the body
and the knees bend.

Music blareing, time to dance,
shake those thighs, move those
arms all around. Kick back a knotch
and turn the volume up in those jeans.

Swing to and fro, make every
movement count baby. Spin in
circles as the hands slip into
the thighs.

It's almost done, deep inhales
and heavy exhales. Kiss the cheek and
take a bow. Cool breezes and hot flashes
to overcome as your face wetens and the
body settles down. Heart beats with the music
and finally a seat is open.

Black as night, rough as a rock
let it relax in the air. Colors fade
hands dissapear and all gets quite.
A brief moment passes by only to
be swept up your feet and back onto
the floor to dance some more.

(2001)
(Dedicated to Davin, and Safka)

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