Tuesday, November 24, 2015


She danced alone
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
Until the moon could dominate
The sky again

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