By Madness

In that moment overcome with madness
in the middle of her private dancing
her twirling in moonskin in red curls until her long icy fingers reached into
star-filled
outer-space
puffy astronauts landing six-wheeled rovers on her
ribcage
galaxies spinning double and triple helix loops around her wrists
creating life
the beginnings of lengthy love stories
   and their endings

In that moment she a cyclone became heavier than the room
bright blue light erupted from behind her tarred lashes
then her chest heaved and
a sigh ran like soft ribbon between her ruddy lips
she still spinning
by madness
or
by design
I the lower sex couldn't dare to say
her ankles minarets sparkling
her thunderstorm clouds raging in pale purples in blue bruises
she my savior opened
her bone hard knees
shining
and the sky collapsed.

TA