Dance Red Lady. Dance
From the first clack.
It is no longer about pleasing
a seated audience.
It is about pleasing
your moving soul.
With lips pulled tense
and hips at the ready.
Make the right foot
want to know the left.
Boots mirror spotlight shine.
Boots flash back light and slash.
Black hair to shame the light.
In glorious sheen.
In glorious flight.
Dance for deep, dear life.