Ode To The Bellydancer Poem by Nate Flying Owl

Music resonates through the room
And, dressed in tribaldress and bra
You sychronize your fair motions
With the composition's rhythym
Hips rolling in elegant grace
Arms and legs affirming their moves

Your navel is hypnotising
Using puslating gyrations
To intoxicate all who watch
Until your dance steps turn your form
And your hips become the focus
Moving with resplendant cadence

Each exotic movement declares,
Sensuality is an art!
Knowing the melody's tempo
You have honed stamina and skill
Into truly beautidul form
And have become a masterpiece