In a world where color and form intertwine,
A woman soars in red's divine,
Kimono-clad, she floats with grace,
As her body dances through the space.
Her face is hidden from our sight,
But we can feel her beauty's light,
Suspended by ropes of a darker hue,
She dances on a carpeted shoe.
Each move she makes, each twist and turn,
Is an artful dance, a joy to learn,
From the floor below, where we look up high,
In awe at this suspended kimono fly.