The Dancer

She moved like liquid,

She floated through the air,

Like a flutter of wings

Flying south.

She moved like liquid,

She glimmered oh so fair,

Like so many beautiful things,

She was uncouth.

Yet she moved like liquid,

‘Round and ‘Round she slid without a care,

More powerful than the greatest of kings,

She kisses the skies with a red mouth.

Moving like liquid,

She flew through the air,

With a flutter of violet wings,

Reaching out for the warm winds of the south

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