mostly, she’s danced alone
uninhibited
without care
lost in other visions
let those unknowing stare
sometimes
she’d dance in cages
slow spins on top of bars
drunk men threw money at her
coins that flashed like falling stars
hear her singing
as she dances
in the grass, her skin aglow
for the flowers ‘n the clouds
she puts on a private show
chilled wine
on the table
sunbeam’s burning in the sky
she’ll never be too old to dance
because she’s still too young to die
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