The Liquid Dance

Gone gone gone. Back 'gain, so solid, so smooth, such a wall -
disappearing act, so omni-directional. Where? When? How?

Their steps cheated mischief, cheated space -
as it tried to close about them,
fought fire, burned mercury,
stopped. And again.

Melodic sprung from dance sprung from earth sprung all about,
as two, lithe, able, Hermetic conscience thieves,
danced on a wooden floor, and never looked down.