Tall man in blue sari,
strong muscled arms,
long lovely lashes,
sparkling
on stage.

Whirling, twisting,
dancing his soul out.

Leaping his longing,
spinning his passion,
writhing his suffering.

Wringing our tears
tickling our fears.

Accepted,
adored,
showered in applause –
as long
as the music goes on.

Dhaka 2015