I danced with words and they did dance with me
As if upon the grandest ballroom floor,
While in my mind an image clear to see…
Pressed there in arms my peerless paramour;
So lifted high by verse to lofty heights
Then paused in prose, a flawless grand jeté,
A pirouette revealing silken tights,
That risqué flash to every mind waylay;
So lithely swung and sprung and swirled and pranced
Then sashayed bold in lines upon that page,
The denouement uncurled in cursive stance
Emboldening the rhyme upon that stage;
With plume in hand we did so flirt ‘til dawn,
‘Til every drop of lust dipped ink were gone.
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