Downpour Dance

Downpour, aghast I see,

Waters drenched in dust,

Under the wrong light,

A figure formed from lust,

Whining and whirling seductively,

Taking away my merciless stare,

Playful, calling to hold tight,

Unbeknownst to when and where,

Two different worlds, front and back,

Undiscovered, understated, less understood,

Reading an empty book that feels,

Heavier in meanings than they should,

Walking towards the nefarious smile,

Whispering words infinitesimally low,

Breathless beats thumping drums,

Downpour dance guiding the flow.