I do love those skirts
If anyone has a better suggestion at how to render the sounds of flamenco style tap, let me know.
Zapatadores
Amid the laughter, sing!
Pluck the strings of moonlight!
Wind tunes the fires of our bodies:
stoking and banking with an expert touch;
I touch the stars of your breasts and burn.
With a wild flamenco swirl
our hearts tappataptap.
The night sky keens like a Chilean verse
burning its own golden coins as fuel
to warm our nights.