Dancers

Ode to dancers.

Dancers, lend me your vitality,
and teach me to swirl and flow and soar
like the great birds you imitate.
Teach me the patterns that invade your souls
as they guide your bodies in conscious mimicry
of sexual love, and the silent expression
of hidden isolation. The current of life itself
is in your movements, and in the music
that fills the voids your flesh cannot penetrate.