A Hillsborough Community College Student Publication since 1978.
by Jesome A. Nicolas
She dances in the still of the night.
The way her hair flows with the wind feels so right.
Sexual, yet sensual, is what the moon calls her.
Moonlight trickling down caressing her skin.
One glance will have your soul dancing with merriment.
Should this queen bring her dance to an end?
The breeze is an eternal symphony.
The ocean, her infinite stage.
What an epiphany! She can even stop a lion’s rage.
Majestically swirling until the height of ecstasy
Poetically sooths the beast within the man. Behold!
A beautiful dancing goddess made immortal by the still of the night.