'flamenco'
In swirling crimson maelstrom
She spun her magic spell
With guitars stringent chords
Highlighting tale
The tempest of her torment
Displayed upon the stage
Her moves reflecting flashes
Of her rage
The black stiletto rhythms
Thundered loud upon the stage
Echoed by her partner of the dance
Pulse ardour through the audience
And enrapture all who watched
Dismissing awestruck eyes
With haughty glance
With awesome execution
She whirled with fervent Fire
Sparking flames of passion as she turned
She seized the heart and squeezed the breath
made each heart skip a beat
As the audience before
her slowly burned
The temper tantrum rhythms
fading with the fire
quieted as the guitars quenched the coal
We watched in admiration
as a muted storm blew out
leaving in its wake
a spent and smould'ring soul
Copyright © David Wallace | Year Posted 2011
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