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Jul 2012
Jump jump jump

Beat beat beat

Sway sway sway

Turn turn turn

The movements of this dance

the smile across her face

Her hands holding her hips

long flows of hair

falling along her back

muscles moving under soft skin

fingers pressing against the air

eyes open to the east

watching her body move to the sounds

the moment belonged to her

this moment would be hers

that moment is her.
June 15, 2011
Vanessa Cz
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