the spell
of my grace
fluid, bewitching
the sway of my hips
slithering pirouette
in perfect cadence
to the music
beating wildly
an incantation
the crescendo rises
higher and higher
till the last note trembled
trailed off
those worshipping eyes
i saw
in the soft cloud of
my hair
the power
is mine.
very cool. thanks for the comments at the bottom...they helped make it even better!