ESMERALDA




Lithe body, black eyes
Writhing, twisting
Snake-like
Silent tremors of the drums
Beat, hold, beat.

Scarves swishing, red skirts
Flashing, beating
Death, birth
Silver bells on nimble feet
Beat, hold, beat.

Sidelong glances, tambourines
Quiver, tremble
Beat, hold, beat
Lose your body, lose your soul
Chase the shadow of that song
Teasing pain you can't control
Follow close,
Abandon all hope ye who enter here.


9 May 2000




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