Affinity

We slowly arrived at the dancer’s studio:

opaline music, secluded inspiration, ambience.

His steps wrote contours, his arms morphed

elliptical lines from faraway lands; to the timid

dream he was headed, the dancer, with the peculiar

smile, value of life never explained in chemistry.

Two eyebrows raised in symphony with celestial

cello, thin legs that created his eternal enigma

that we had tried so much to decipher, yet years

later we understood it wasn’t as important.

He admired the movements of the dancer

in the air and the air’s sigh around the dancer’s

body and He evoked two Muses, one for the dancer

the other for the Ubermensch the dancer was.

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