Swirls of surrender to invisible axis
Slippery sinews in rotational praxis
Sibilant motion, flailed arms to akimbo
And centrifugal limb, in retraction, collapses
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Ejaculative passions drive ululations
Emote passions and torque dancers' dervish gyrations
The eyes speak all from slit-sighted naqib
A woman's somewhere, in there, in operation
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Beauty of motion, bodies in space
Incapable of denying themselves of their place
A woman of flesh, concealed, hidden beneath
Choreographed densities of pent hope and grace
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Twirls and spins belie flywheel wrought,
Put into motion what's more than the art
The madness of dance is fueled desperation
To be wholly human past rote counterpart
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Machinations in steps, phased with lunation
Present her fertility in periodic rotation
Merely one aside, among many in progress
The dancer circles many things' interrelation
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Witness that expressed at the behest of acrobatics
Rising aerially to levels of sorties' aerobatics
Dances need not be policies of happiness
But rage at the disfranchising theocratics
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Don't be hoodwinked by her annular haste
And don't feel her call-to-waggle is based
On pirouetting behind another gender
Half the Earth — a terrible thing to waste
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Gerard DiLeo
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My, oh my! That was dizzying, yet incredible. Watching a dervish can be a disturbing experience, though. Mine in Syria was not the best. There is something about the dance that troubles me.
This seemed very lyrical to me. It could be a song! I loved it!
Dizzying poetry, that sets things in orbit for sure. All on its axis, from gravity to erection. Really cool.