She led
We followed
Matching step to step, beat to beat
Two to the right, two to the left
Two forward, two backwards
Hands in the air, hands on the sides
A few we missed, those in between
While we groaned in pain
Gyrating our girth, shimmying our torso
We did what she did
Her hip fluid
Her feet sliding
Tapping
She lunged
She clapped
she squatted
Making waves in the air, she stretched
While we tried hard to keep pace
And then she turned and I saw her face
Gone was the timid girl I had known
In her place stood a woman
Irrepressible
Indefatigable
A light in her black eyes, a spark
Her smile electric, the torque
Defiant
Exultant
Self-possessed
She swayed
The world her stage
She held the reins, a steady hand
Zumba, Cambia, Samba, Salsa, we didn’t need a band
Instructing, cheering, prodding
She got us, grooving
Gone was the girl I thought I knew
In her place was a woman who ruled by cue
She led
We followed
This poem is dedicated to a friend – the quietest, the sweetest, the most unassuming among my group of friends. So we thought…until she did what she did best, and I saw her – Transformed
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