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Dancing Girl

Sparks are flying through
the warm summer night.
The flames are dancing,
reaching for the sky,
trying to touch it.

The stars and the moon
shine silver light on your
sun-burned skin,
on the ebony hair,
the masses of colourful cloth.

The flames shine on your
smooth skin,
golden light on the dark caresses
of sun.

The music plays around
your hips,
around your strong frame,
the notes lifting your beauty
up to the sky.

And your bare feet
stepping strongly on the dust
and soil,
dancing away the night
and the worries of the day,
proclaiming the freedom of your soul.



First published here.

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