Feet are poised
an onlooker smiles
such a posture
a listener observes
when while the dancer
awaits his partner.
In the quiet
there is music
listener may choose
to walk toward
eyes that plead
to see her move.
Such is the grandeur
the physicality
speaks to a passion
knows only one move
the music within
bodies erupt.
He would twirl
her hands in his own
each feels a center
in hips entwined
such surreal chaos
in letting go.
To know sweet score
might plead – more.
© elegantmusings 2019
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