The Dance

Alan, it's so great to be reading you here. I love this poem. It has such an immediacy and genuineness as if you were the king himself lusting this very day. I was on my honeymoon in Europe- we were in Salzburg, Austria and rode by horsedrawn carriage to the opera house one night. "Salome" was playing and the soprano who sang her, did that dance of the seven veils-- and when she had finished she was gloriously nude. No body stocking, nothing. Not only was she an incredible soprano and actress but her body was a gift from God as well. It was a performance I'll never forget. The lust of men has been the beginning and ending of many great and important things throughout history. It would make an excellent subject for a book. Or a poem. Come by and see my site. It's quite jazzy. Love,C