Salsa with my soul

Last night I danced a “salsa” with my soul

Dainty steps sideways, back and forth

Completely naked-for all my worth

The rhythm caught at my throat

I choked on it and coughed

No one came forward to my rescue

To do a heimlich maneuvre on me

I died on my bed of dreams

I did not care to stop my dance

This time it was different though

I was doing the “tango” on my tomb

Again a passionate dance with no clothes on

Who else to partner me but my soul

Since the day I emerged wet and naked

From the dark well of my mother’s womb

I have been doing this dance on the stage

Always hanging on to my soul’s arms

But can someone tell me why-

While doing this dance I’ve to be naked and bold?!