Intoxicatingly <br />Her eyes across the footlights gleam, <br />(The wine of love, the wine of dream) <br />Her eyes, that gleam for me! <br /> <br />The eyes of all that see <br />Draw to her glances, stealing fire <br />From her desire that leaps to my desire; <br />Her eyes that gleam for me! <br /> <br />Subtly, deliciously, <br />A quickening fire within me, beat <br />The rhythms of her poising feet; <br />Her feet that poise to me! <br /> <br />Her body's melody, <br />In silent waves of wandering sound, <br />Thrills to the sense of all around, <br />Yet thrills alone for me! <br /> <br />And oh, intoxicatingly, <br />When, at the magic moment's close, <br />She dies into the rapture of repose, <br />Her eyes that gleam for me!<br /><br />Arthur Symons<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-a-dancer/
