Dance, my love,
Not for me alone.
Dance for a woman within
Who's not allowed,
By them,
Or by her own restrictions,
To let desire,
The fire,
The pounding of the music,
Heard and felt,
Move through her,
Showing itself in
Intimate sway and swing,
As she steps,
From dream to love.
- Donovan Baldwin
A sterling poem: how poignant the line "As she steps from dream to love."