No Thoughts of Tomorrows

Bows set to quivering strings, fly at the command of the wand

Notes pour forth, colliding melody and harmony

Twirls of rainbows weave on the floor

Flowing easily in practiced forms of dance

Passion holds center stage firmly in delicate gloved fingers

Captivating all attention in fiery skirts

Caution steals into the darkness

Silent thief in the starless night

Bliss flits lightly between painted faces

Silver melody cascading in her wake

Love partners off

Confidently straying to unfamiliar steps

Fear lounges forlornly in dim corners

Forgotten in the rush of delights

Hope cries out to reach blocked ears

Rattling the iron bars of her cage

Longing eats hungrily at hearth’s edges

Spying for weakness along stony walls

Dancers lost in the movement

Embracing the rushing heat with no thoughts of Tomorrows