I saw of a figure turning in the light
Under the spot in and out of sight
Her form leaps up and down
To the rhythm of the drumming sound
As the floor beats time with her vibrating feet
I saw a woman remembering what it was to dance
Her movements a blur across the stage
Bending her features like ribbons slipping
Through air encircling the flash of her arms
In front of her smile as she danced her desire.
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