I Wanna Dance like Gene Kelly

Tao Joannes
I wanna dance like Gene Kelly,
I said,
I wanna dance, and
When I dance,
I'm gonna dance like Gene Kelly,

Feet flickering like cavalry banners in a Minnesota monsoon,
Toes carving frescoes of artistic epiphany into polished hard wood floors,
In rhythm with
Spiraling symphonies of big band be-bop fantasies
With brass and strings
While refined ladies, lounging in their diamonds,
Look on from stage-side tables
And let itchy fingers wander
Like neglected wayward children
To tender flesh
Between heaving breasts
To feel flittering echoes of their fluttering hearts
Pounding through tightly necklaced sapphires
When I start to sing,

And when I sing,
I'm gonna sing like Frank Sinatra

Flowing molten silver and honey-wine
Pouring from velvet-covered golden chalices
Into their parched and hungry ears that runneth over
Replenishing dim and ashy skin,
Blinding moon-struck doe eyes.
Mascara flash like migrating butterflies,
Cheeks flushing red
Under the artificial flavoring of powdery rouge
Like trees falling dead
Behind closed curtains in concert halls
When I crescendo,
And no dry eye or lap is left in the house
As blouses billow in the gusty wind the applause causes
When I slide across the floor
On my knees,
Singing,
Arms akimbo
To stop
On a fifteen-cent piece by your stiletto
And looking down at me you know that I'm gonna love you tonight,

And when I love you,
I'm gonna love you like Rudolph Valentino

My five horse-power camel beating staccato thunder
Across starlit desserts, I ride,
Hooves pounding sand into glass,
Carrying you astride my lap
Back to silk-lined walls of a palatial tent
To lay you on satin and goose down
In your dressing gown of ibis and ivory
As my arms encircle your universe
I will whisper to you secrets of your own heart
And filtered through the rosy orb of glass our passion creates around us,
The world becomes as fleeting shadows stretched thin
And we collapse together
And dream

And when we dream
We're gonna dream like the dream's the only thing we've ever got to lose,
Because it is.

Published by Tao Joannes

Tao Joannes is Jason Eaton. He has spent his life traveling to interesting places, meeting interesting people, and doing interesting things. Now he writes about it.  View profile

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  • Gretchen Lee Bourquin8/10/2009

    Always liked this one, Jas

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