Deejaying a Private Set

she was asked recently
if she danced.

"do you stomp, slither,
sashay, swing, slide,
move and groove
with abandon?
with wild spontaneity?"
her friend wondered.

she giggled when she
read the question
because she did all
that and more -
and that was before lunch.

*

upon deeper reflection, though,
she knew that nothing coaxed
her inner goddess out onto
the world's dance floor like
the sound of her own
distinct soul music.

and the goddess within purred
in delight upon recognizing
the music's first strains and chords.

she sultrily stepped into the reverberations
and whirled herself into oblivion.