Monday, October 26, 2009

Flamenco

May 10, 2007:

Staccato steps tap on the wooden stage
Ruffles twirl from trimmed bodices
Flamboyant wrist twists exude passion
As the beats pick up
And her heels kick up
The music explodes from her body,
Her instrument, her rhythm-keeper
Propelled by claps and chords
And tapping toes, “Ole!”
This is flamenco.
The dance of desire
Where music captivates
And movements titillate
Perhaps
Those susceptible to Carmen’s charm
Who become puppets drawn
By snaking arms, and a flash in her eyes
As it has been for centuries
Iberia and Africa harmoniously blended
In feminine wile, seductive steps
The flower in her hair, the beads of sweat
That slide down gleaming muscles defined
By the jumps and bends, twists and turns
The staccato hops, the pops and blurs
A soul enlivened, unrestrained, set on fire
Passionate for life, engulfed by desire

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