she did a dance

she did a dance once.
throwing her arms into the air,

tossing her black mane
of hair around
her shoulders.

alone.
in the living room.
her music on.

don't move she said.
sit there and enjoy the show.

she was limber,
and moved in a fluid enticing
flow.

full of drink, tipsy
to the point of falling over

I told her enough.
no more,

but she insisted and danced
until she
fell upon the floor.

two hours later,
gently
I knocked on the bathroom
door.

in a minute she said.
in a minute,
i'll dance
some more.