The Essence

She possessed great rank but was no opera singer Her nonverbal communication commanded attention She exuded everything stylish, symbolized elegance Modern day dancers believed she was heaven sent Her moves captured rhythms, captivated musicians She stressed notes in bars like syncopated prisons She ruled the mambo bliss that took us over Her rumba motion awakened melodies that bored us Sexy enough to dance in bars for her amusement Filled with class, she only danced in bars of the music Convinced in her past, she was a spiritual painter Her moves interpreted melody which drew inspiration And from these descriptions, I'd stay in her presence But it only took a moment to gather up the evidence Possessing essential properties, she's the equivalent She truly exemplified the essence of a Mambo Diva