They sway, with a succulence all in their own

with limbs lubricated to bend like macaroni bones

with breasts that fly when they bouce with the sound

Like butterlys they spin around and around

While dancers are many, the graceful are few,

where you dont label them dancers but goddesses of truth.

Their movement against gravity trailing up twards the heavens

making god more real than the bible books tell us.