Rupi's Dance

Rupi's Dance - Ian Anderson

She dances through the flower-filled room –

Sea-green eyes a-sparking

Or are they blue The message clear:

Seduce the master winking

Dainty feet circles inscribe

Upon the frozen parquet

Arabesque in compound time:

Stately Pavane or Bourée

Sultry smile come hither gaze –

Black hair softly shining

Calls me up to half-lit bed

Sweet cloud with golden lining

Oh so young with ageless smile –

Born of ungodly maker

Draws me: moth to candle bright –

Fiery pleasure-seeker

Sultry smile come hither gaze –

Black hair softly shining

Calls me up to half-lit bed

Sweet cloud with golden lining

She dances through the flower-filled room –

Sea-green eyes a-sparking

It's Rupi's dance: the message clear

Her movement does the talking