The Dance

By Elizabeth Argall

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I

Tonight I will dance
dance the dance of death
the dance of fire
I wrap the fire close to me
it is my lover
and together we pay homage
to the prince of death
who waits with a big cock and a smile on his lips
leather pants hands on his hips
I dance for you Gede
I dance for you

II
Tonight I dance the dance
I dance for my lady the moon
I dance for my lady the sun
I dance for the burning times
I dance for the blood and the wail it makes
as it drizzles unchecked between my legs
calling the dogs to howl

III
Tonight I dance the dance of passion
hips lips fingers hands
they call to you and pull you from the crowd
I dance the dance and make you want me
make you burn for me
and leave you on the ground panting to tempt another

IV
Tonight I dance the dance of power
all may want me
but none can have me
I see from the weight of the hearts
the low ebb on their fires
that they are not enough

V
Tonight I dance the dance
this dance I dance alone
I dance to the tunes of breaking glass
and a child crying for home
Tonight I dance for sadness
soft steps and trailing arms
Tonight I dance to the wailing walls
for the women who weep and moan.

- 1999

© Elizabeth Argall 2003-2004
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