Poems ✍️
Poems ✍️
27.09.2025
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Dancer
THE LADY in red, she in the chile con carne red,
Brilliant as the shine of a pepper crimson in the summer sun,
She behind a false-face, the much sought-after dancer, the most sought-after
dancer of all in this masquerade,
The lady in red sox and red hat, ankles of willow, crimson arrow amidst the
Spanish clashes of music,
I sit in a corner
watching her dance first with one man
and then another.
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