to her

dancing
is sweet mysticism, alight
bringing jewels to her eyes

her motions are the rhythm
a serene faith between us
shared spells

hands drumming
to her

she forever enters
wafting and undulating
replacing sculpted shapes
one with another, music

it is our bond
beguiling, of tribal colors
jangling coins like bridles
on swift riding beats

zills rising
exulting beauty