With the wings of Nekhebt

I fly
(not alone)
soar, with the ectasy
of the tattoos hidden in my hands.
In my heart (hidden)
there is the light
that dances to the drums
beating through my soul.
I dance within my circle,
my wings pumping behind me.
My feet barely touch the ground anymore,
I dance, I sing,
to the beat.
(to the beat)
Legs flailing, arms writhing,
hair tumbling across my shoulders,
you and I,
we dance, we dance.
Our limbs become entangled,
I fly away with you
in my arms.
(still dancing)
The sky, the wind, life,
you,
they are all mine.