on that day she performed the dance in a mortal silence
the unusual exit with the back was hiding her face without any wave of hope, the eyes where seeking consolation, her spine became alive like a tempting serpent, arms were wavy wings a cry for help, legs outstretched like two cello strings rising under the guidance of internal forces,
the pirouettes faked with a great talent the lack of courage, as a sacrifice brought to the air she kept doing dozens of rotations as if the body was anointed with the dark air,
it fell into its arms like a wet coat,
every movement spoke again and again "I love you and I hate you",
sun rays died in a light that bowed obediently under the the public eyes riveted like a forest of frozen trees, waiting for what's next
Tribute to one of the best world”s ballerinas Maya Plitseskaya!