Mehico

The men are strong
Arches of backs
The women
Curve -
Beautiful
Their listless fingers
Breathless
Their dance
Drums which heave and ache
The depths
In this
Streamless Mexican heat
In the
Shadow of their shoulder blades
Slices of their cheekbones
Silhouettes of jarring flesh
And beautiful I am
As a spectator
In their midst
Reflecting their movements
Twists
In my eyes