With no one watching
She moved as she chose
No one dictating her strings
The night was calm
And the music was inside her
Night's silvery orb turned her hair
To black moonsilk as she
Pirouetted and pliéd
It made her pale, naked flesh
Glow as she
Relevéd and retiréd
She danced for every minute of
The Longest Night
The morning light would stiffen her joints
And stone would caress her
Body
Until the moon could dominate
The sky again
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