See her twist and turn like smoke
That billows with the musics wind
Among the stars that grace the night
Stark against the black sky pinned

The swirl of hair that flows as silk
That satin dress that oozes lustre
Wrapped around and over flowing
Making hearts and minds a fluster

Patter of her dainty feet
Tapping bare on cool hard stone
While hands wave lightly in the dark
As if the dancer were alone

And as the moonbeams light her face
They sparkle like a silver snow
She hears the music in her mind
But what she hears we’ll never know

For in the deep space of her mind
She feels the melody inside
She dances on forever more
With great devotion and her pride.