Poem: Bed Dancers
The Kisswet,
long drawn
paces the steps
a free flux love
The touch
a caress
to balance the dance
Lead follow
follow lead
whirling, twirling creative motions
arching, stretching, reaching the unlimited
infant, child, girl, woman towards an intensive vertex
animal savage beast cries out a scream
regressing back woman, girl, child, infant
to have laughed, howled, cried, and moaned
passionate bed dancers
embrace
to a peaceful sleep.
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