Blue belly dancer tea towel

A goddess of shimmy, she twirls with glee, in a hafla of magic, as bright as can be. A belly dancer moves, her rhythm divine, with blue veils cascading, a radiant sign. Belly dancing flows like a holiday cheer, spreading joy and wonder this time of year. In the glow of Christmas, she takes her stance, weaving dreams in motion, a timeless dance. With holidays shining, her spirit is free, a celebration of art, a sight to see. Belly dancers gather, their beauty renowned, in the heart of the moment, magic is found. The melodies rise, the world takes its chance, entranced by the rhythm of this ancient dance. Through the Middle Eastern night, a story unfolds, of shimmer and grace, a treasure that holds. No trademarks here, just a verse so spry, a poem to celebrate, let spirits fly. belly dnacer art