Poem #661

dance until trance
feeling the strength
in hands and legs
floating to a plane
of non-existing bliss
no one is here
hair whipping in face
brain tingling
delightful transcendence
dance until legs give out
past when the music quiets
when it’s no longer dance
poetry and mind take over
ecstasy through movement

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