The song begins as you drift in
Not unlike another being,
albeit I may be weary.
But I watch you dance before my very eyes; your movement reminiscent of silk in the wind.
Flowing with grace and confidence.
As the tempo rises, your actions speak louder than ones screams ever could.
Calling in those who care was no hassle for me, for your dance is a delight for all to see.
You spin and brace yourself for what’s to come,
I watch you mouth those words, ever so familiar.
And with your final Jeté all is revealed.
You fall exhausted and on the verge of tears; the weight finally off your chest.
I close my eyes... and breathe
The morning sun kisses my lashes as I break from my trance,
And you’re gone.
As your performance has come to a close I finally recognize your tune.
You always were a creature of the night.
Oct 2, 2020
Oct 2, 2020 at 2:24 PM UTC
The song begins as you drift in
Not unlike another being,
albeit I may be weary.
But I watch you dance before my very eyes; your movement reminiscent of silk in the wind.
Flowing with grace and confidence.
As the tempo rises, your actions speak louder than ones screams ever could.
Calling in those who care was no hassle for me, for your dance is a delight for all to see.
You spin and brace yourself for what’s to come,
I watch you mouth those words, ever so familiar.
And with your final Jeté all is revealed.
You fall exhausted and on the verge of tears; the weight finally off your chest.
I close my eyes... and breathe
The morning sun kisses my lashes as I break from my trance,
And you’re gone.
As your performance has come to a close I finally recognize your tune.
You always were a creature of the night.
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