No, this isn’t a sedate ritual
like your afternoon tea.
There’s no prescribed pattern,
no choreography of steps.
This is simply music, and dance
and feelings, yes, feelings.
Come, try it; dance with me.
Let your whole body feel
the music, respond to the rhythm.
Loosen that propriety of buttons
Leave inhibition behind the desk
or hanging on a hook.
Wear something bright and
frivolous, or imagine you do.
Let the rise and fall of the music
dictate the steps and how your
body moves. Feel that rhythm.
Twist and turn with the tune.
Allow the music to unravel
your tangled worries and sweep
them aside. Trust in me.
I’m holding you safe.
I should have warned you about
the flush of pleasure and laughter
that might take you by surprise.