Reverberation, thunderclap, and then strike of a thunder bolt...
This’s you dancing:
blooming, basking in attention,
glowing in reflection of wide open eyes on you,
killing with every move....
ah!....
the gentle swaying of waist like a silk thread,
those body twirls powering whirlpools,
that walk of a gazelle showing off,
arms sculpted from ruby and flowing like waves,
twist and turns of a cotton bulb surfing the storm.....
You sway with joy of a flame dancing with the wind...
-Pulastya
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