.Aerialist.










Every night, this able young woman

Lies among sheets

In tightrope aerobatic exhibition.

Daily she adjusts

Feline shrewd on risky wire


In a colossal corridor,

Balance her sensitive moves

To whipcrack and thunder

Which talk her maestro's will.

Overlaid, nearing right

Over that sultry air,

She steps, ends, hung

In perfectly focused of her demonstration

As extraordinary weights drop about her

What's more, initiate to swing.

Lessoned along these lines, the young lady

Repels the lurch and danger

Of each pendulum;

By deft duck and whirl

She draws commendation; splendid bridle

Nibbles sharp into every valiant appendage

At that point, this intense stretch done, she curtsies

What's more, peacefully dives down

To cross glass floor

What's more, get safe home; in any case, turning with prepared eyes,

Tiger-tamer and smiling comedian

Squat, playing debases at her.

Tall trucks come in

With a thunder like lions; all points

Also, stumbling moves
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