sweat

she dances on a warm summer day
brown curly hair falling down her light brown skin
spinning
swaying
to and fro
rock and soul moving her
like the breeze
whispering through the wide open windows
of her hidden suburban bungalow

i feel the moist dew of summer sweat
the kind that comes out of every pore equally
not that nervous stuff
that comes out under your arms
out on your forehead
and if you're really unlucky...
in the crack of your ass

no, i'm talking about that moist even feeling
the kind that lubricates your body
make you feel like you'd like to rub up against another
similarly lubricated being
naked and warm
and you'd like to merge

celebration of the body
of the physical
of the thoughts that come behind these visceral reactions
makes me want to testify
drop all that male stiffness
and confess to my stevie wonder jams

yes, i dance alone
stevie's kick and keyboard bass
pumping subwoofers deep within me
my arms circling in the air
like ribbons descending from heaven
my neck turns
my hips rock loosely
and my smile expands like a lung
in this meditative
breathing

.......i open one eye
catch myself in the mirror
this body can behave quite freely!
but it's ok
i just drop my head back down and i dance