In remembrance of a few special moments in Madrid
Heat, light, crowd
Vibrating, drumming stage
My heart thudding apace.
Muscles rippling, tight buttocks quivering
Sweat spiralling, flying—
Swirling alike flamboyant skirts;
From shimmering bared torsos
Above skin-hugging trousers—absolutely male,
Black pant-suited lady, white shirt, black vest,
Perfectly feminine, scarlet flower tucked
In her black hair—the colour on her.
Three dancers, each powerful, their movements
Strength, confidence, practice, pride.
Those heels, whipping the Earth like thundering rain
Ceaselessly, tirelessly, passionately,
Elbows precisely curved,
Gaze withdrawn to an inner trance
Epitome of grace.
Unnoticed vocals, instruments keep beat.