Winter Dance

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Winter Dance

Winter Dance


A drop of a skate on the solid ice

Knees push until taunt calves

And blades balance surely on the cold glass

Shattered with the precipitation of shaven ice and

ripped with streaks of quick dancers


Cold air tweaks her nose and pinches at ears

Teasing, playfully pushing

her to the edge comfort

almost there- to the point where un-comfort is probable,

but exhilarating.


Her skirt tickles her thighs and

wraps around her waist and chest,

thin enough to let her body breathe with her, through

a pirouette, a lutze, and an axel.

The music starts, a breath is taken

And the skate begins to dance

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