AFTER THE DANCE.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A BALLERINA AND HER LOVER.

Submitted: January 09, 2012

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The exhaustion after the dance.

Aching of her feet, muscles stiff,

The pulsing of the music still there,

Vibrating along her tired young bones.

The Stravinsky ballet takes it out of her.

Coco sits on the bench, stretches out

A leg, rubs along the shin. Eduard would

Have watched, would have studied each

Step, each leap, each pirouette. She can

Recall his finger running along her back,

The fingertip easing down between her

Buttocks. Oh, she says, out loud, the other

Ballerina turning to note, ah, that touch,

That invasion. The other ballerina smiles

And turns away. He will meet her after

The dance, will take her to the cafe, they

Will eat and talk and he will gaze and smile

And she will remember his touch and words

And the sex and the old woman downstairs

Banging up on her ceiling because of the

Noise of the bed, cries of joy, sensuous feeling.


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