Thursday, May 5, 2011

Dance

Dance, I dance, I dance
Watch me, watch me dance

I have sharpened my eyes
In the scythe of winds
And tell stories that lie
Upon the fabric of the sands

I can cast a mystic spell,
That is sweet wine and burning hell
With my sword-sharp gaze
And serpentine hands

Dance, I dance, I dance
Watch me, watch me dance

Watch my kohl-black eyes
And remember the velvet night
Watch the dance of colorless silk
That clothes me in the light

My lips,they course with a rare wine
They wait behind a veil
They wait for one who is worthy
To whom my dreams sail

Dance, I dance, I dance
Watch me, watch me dance

My touch can feed your aching soul
To the end of your mortal days
The high Sheikhs of a hundred lands seek
The oasis of my embrace

I am the wind of the west
I am the fire in the sand
The ice-sword of the naked moon
I am the spirit of this land

Dance, I dance, I dance
Watch me, watch me dance

The desert dances to my tune
The wind beats the rhythm of my feet
When I swirl by the fire
The night howls to man's desires

The skies grow purple, light
The night's end is nigh
When dawn tries to steal a kiss
I shall vanish into the night

Dance, I dance, I dance
Watch me, watch me dance

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