My name is, Adriacus <br />I come from ''that part'' <br />of the world, <br />where they snap their fingers <br />-and twirl- <br />spinning to the music <br />white skirts revolve <br />in cosmic friction, <br />melting into <br />mass motion, <br />inter-connected <br />like, particle dust <br />forming planets <br />merging separate <br />solar systems <br />in unison with <br />heaven and earth <br />transporting us <br />without <br />a space ship<br /><br />Adryan Rotica<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whirling-dervish/
