Monday, April 21, 2014

She dreams in dance

When I was a girl,
I would listen to my favorite music entranced, 
I would close my eyes and I saw myself inside a dance.

I constantly choreographed.
I always saw stories inside the sound.
Then I would spend the day moving, dancing, feeling.

I was a lonely child but in my imagination I thrived.
I danced, I painted, I invented all manner of things.
Wrapping myself in this world.
It saved me-my dancing self.
Dancing still does....thank you dancing self for letting me live inside this dream.

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