Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Dance Sketch 15

Each day I dance I dance for me,
Nothing else makes my soul so free.

From the day I learned to pointe my toe with care
To the last jump that sends me soaring through air.

A second of perfection; hold that pose.
The joy in my soul no one knows.

Inhale the magic and exhale the bliss,
Pure moments of dance I will not miss.


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