and so we dance
arms stretched high
fingertips touching the ceiling of sky
calling up a tidal wave of smiles
dispelling the tension lining our worn out faces
washing worry away
and so we dance
painting the walls with liquid laughter
and the heady sweat of letting go
psyches transformed like floating ribbons
flashing purple red green and gold
and so we dance
eyes closed in blissful reverie
addicts high on the I-feel-good twin opiates
rhythm and melody
we dance a passion, a dream
a hunger, a joy
we dance a loss, an anger
a wish, a need
but mostly, yes mostly we dance a joy
and so we dance
the dance of trees
limbs flailing reach extending
wild and wanton with orgasmic abandon
forever held
forever lead
by the master wind’s hand
pushing in
pulling out
firmly holding the damp give of our back
and so we dance
we glide
we flow
we hold on
we let go
we let go
we jive
we gyrate
we shimmy
we shake
we keep moving
to know
that we are alive
yes we dance to know
that we are dancers
encircling our own destiny
and so we dance

You write so beautifully.