her slender body is sheathed in beauty
poised in repose and supple in dance
shining with praise in a winter’s twilight….

its grace and fluency are freely expressed
in the curve of her mouth and the arch of her neck
as toned muscles tauten to service her voice
ascending / finding ways in each octave
to touch and be touched, to project and to share….

unlike the earthbound flawed with feet of clay:
condemned by taints and twists and hooded eyes
and doubt and debt and disappointment
to see and mourn the passing / of the fleeting gift of life
in which she glories / and implicitly believes….


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