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The Dancer

8/29/2015

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With a look of desire she stretches her arm

Her fingertips tempting an unseen charm
Arching backwards with expressed desire
Silently igniting her internal fire.
Pirouetting in a mysterious space
Never exposing her invisible grace
The dancer alone feels the divine
Something the rest of us can never define  

The tip of her toe gently taps a wanton beat
From within her heart she hears the repeat
Pirouetting in a mysterious space
Never exposing her invisible grace
The dancer alone feels the divine
Something the rest of us can never define  




To feel it, to touch it is something I yearn
To feel her, to love her is something I burn
Spinning and swirling beyond recognition
Redefining the whole human condition
In a flurry of motion I wonder how
All that emotion finishes with a quiet bow.


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