she starts out her dance
with the blanket wrapped
around her body
slow and even
she turns in her sleep
to an unheard rhythm
until the night gets thicker
and her dance hits
an accelerando
one arm dangled above her
hitting the headboard
in time with the music
her other hand searches
all the pillow's crevices
for a cooler side
folding it
turning it
bringing it to her side
the dance slows down again
with her foot hanging out
of the covers
and off the bed
when the sun finds her tango
it goes to a crescendo
the girl turns and turns
spinning faster
like a ballerina
her partner struggles to
hang on
clinging gravely to her skin
eyes almost open
she sits up and falls over
lies on her back
and dances again
until
noon, when the music ends
and the dance is over