Her eyes are black Her red dress of silk She swirls and swirls And spreads out her white arms Flirtatiously
Her long fingers Want to converse with the air That wants to clasp Her vivacious body
They want to tell of passion Of want, of carnal needs of the spirit
Her body fills The red dress with desire
Her eyes talk Call closer And send away, at the same time And her cascade of long curls Tie innumerable hearts to her
Her tempting dance Nullifies all former repentances And breaks all other allegiances
Oriental South Asian dance is the tale Of secrets and mysteries
‘T’is the tale of love The tale of wishes A tale of thousands of unmet desires And the tale of aspirations and longings ‘T’is a tale of bodies and souls
Each step an expression Each movement of hands a book of desire Each glance Each smile, a story of love Ecstatic in nature
Each movement of the body A non-spoken invitation to compassion Shrouded in acceptable garment Of social behavior overshadowed by music That shapes all wishes and desires