she breathes in the evening like an addiction
her only fix the sensual rush of the moment
eyes closed, hair flowing, soul undulating with passion
her chemistry collides with the spark of the universe
igniting a power known only to those who have tasted ecstasy
there is no one else, no one left to judge,
so she sways with the dark breeze of the night
head swimming in the music of oblivion
rapture attained, lies of romance abandoned,
her lips touch freedom, the only true lover she could ever know
heart beating in sync with the metronome of truth
a spotlight brightens her place on the stage of life
dark crowd invisible, mouths hushed by her artistry
she dances as if they aren’t even there
for in the end, they are not
she is alone
