Dancer Woman by B. Heagy



I –  Dancer Woman laps up the space,

  Licks the edges in gentle rolls,

  Slowly stretches to full extreme,

  Gathers bundles of energy In soulful arms.

II – Dancer Woman

  She wades in tidal pools

  And gathers miniature treasures of self-expression —

  Enough to last for tomorrows.

III – Dancer Woman, oceanic,

  Invites me to water’s edge

  To taste her sensuous pleasures.

  Hand in hand,

  We wade in watery delight,

  Ride cresting waves

  Buoyant and bright.

  I hold my breath and plunge

  As she takes me into deepened shadows

  Of other worlds.

  

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