you dance and shake
your head vibrantly
extremities splay
and sweat sprays
about your beautiful
mane like holy water
from a sprinkler: your
music is a priest
in the light of the ballroom bass-line
you are a powder-blue nimble step-in-time
so lovely to behold – to be held
and then when the beat is gone and
tired calves hold sway, I will massage
you back to life to dance another day
Love and kisses from CC, 2018
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