A spacial awareness
The allurement the passion
The flush of pure sunset
And warmth of her fashion
Fevered and blushing
Wine coloured flushing
Feel your blood rushing
Dancing with fire
Believing its possible
Telepathy teaches
Consciousness counters
The conceptual reaches
The true ballerina’e enchantment
Is everywhere
She whipps up such excitement
Just with her air
Such intoxication
From the evocation
And she flips as do I
At whatever location