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Rumba (Final)

Every night I do the rumba
my hands
crawling,
feeling, caressing the flesh-
gratifying experience
to my
embittered
soul
 
I scratch my hands
unto my naked flesh
inch by inch by inch
gradually
I thrust,
I drag myself-
a heavy walking step
 
Stepping with my toe first
a box step,
side break
and underarm turn
 
I swing my hips
smoothly
and subtly
 
Quick, quick
slow
quick, quick
slow
 
I love to do it in the shadow
with the faintest glow
 
 
 
 
 

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