Swish, swoosh,
The fabric gleams,
Catching the light,
As the Skirt fans out
She bends her knee,
Striking a confident pose,
She lifts her gaze,
Threatening anyone who
Dare Meet her eyes
Her ankles tease the crowd,
Dressed in heels of
Phenomenal height,
As she steps proudly towards
Her tall, stiking partner
Swathed in exquisite cloth,
She moves her hips rapidly
Confusing her fabric,
Confounding her audience
She twirls, her skirt twists,
Red imprints in the mind
Of the thousands
Of impressed viewers
Of her Latin Dance
-Poem Fanatic
