Teatro

Swirling skirts, a dance hardened frown

Magnificent shapes, black gaze turned down

Explosions of sound

Feet stomping the ground

Beauty in anger

Spangled danger.

 

Then graceful elegance with hands like doves

Spanish kisses spitting out at all their loves

Pirouetting into the arms of a muscular bull

Swaying to the music, dancing the push and the pull.

 

The tea chest beaten

And heart beats quicken

The whirling is frenzied,

The passion envied.

 

Dust speckled sunlight

Sweat drenched delight

The dancers panting

The audience chanting

Crescendo! Fandango,

Ole!

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