This is a poem I wrote inspired by the Burning Man Festival (see last blog). Where I would be a Loverdancer there.

Loverdancer


Surreal landscape of flat white abounding
Dryest, hottest pale earth surrounding
Heat beating down
Warm dusty breeze circling round
A lone figure in the sandy wind
Yet inside I see you within
I stand tall and stretched out to oversized sun
Then crouch and writhe up round and undone

I can feel your life and your heart
I push it out and express it in my art
Reaching through stars and sky
My invisible arms reaching that high
Your past and your present
Things you love and resent
Times that have shaped you
People you cling to

I know you in my soul
Your energy is my goal
As wide and as deep as earth
Sacred indeed was your birth
As I twirl and stomp
And arch and drop
For the simple momentary love of you
And all I see in my mind that you do

And now the dance has ended
It is complete as intended
And I bow to you
And know I have been true
I've expressed what I feel
With my energy to heal
In the dusty heat of desert
My movements measured

I place a kiss upon your head
Then turn away fully emptied
To find another lover
Who in dance I will discover
For I am born to feel
Express what to me is real
My body can tell no lies
It manifests visions without asking why

It chooses to love those who need it
Only rhythm and movement feed it
It's own true sensuality it exerts
For this is my way without words

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