Sawdust Dance

Shining  heels traded for steel-toed boots, Trade glitter’s gleam for sweat-soaked roots. No more spotlights, just forest’s embrace, Where whispers of pine replace the bass.
Silk traded for denim, manicure for callous, Hard strenght costumed in beauty  she dazzles beneath the cascade Of wood chips and sawdust, a symphony strong, I hear her song,   it’s happy and sad.
Hips once swayed to a rhythmic command, Now command respect, axe in hand. No more whispers through smoke-filled air, Just the wind’s sigh, a wolfs lair.
Painted nails traded for calloused might, Diamonds for , sunlight so bright. Sweat kisses skin i watch as animal prey perfect for me., A different kind of beauty, wild and free.
Body that once moved to music’s allure, Now bends the earth, a song so pure.  No more stage lights, just fireflies’ gleam, An earthbound star, living the dream.
Sequins traded for stars in the sky, A logger’s rhythm sets in as the hours fly. From crimson heels to the forest’s embrace, My private dancer leaves her mark on this space.

Happy saying yes month 2024.

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