Burning
I feel it
The passion in me
Unstoppable, an impeccable force
Every second
It tingles in my bones
Runs along my veins
With every thump, of my heart
With every pulse through my arteries
I crave
Dancing
Hair whipping
Feet pointing
Arms swinging
Body twisting
Free twirling
I can feel it
The thirst
The hunger
To dance
Express myself
Through body art
Movements
The only kind of art I understand
Relentlessly hoping
For one day
To be set free
Bounding off
To where I first started
A plain white paper
The times where I was able to be creative
Let my inner feelings flow
And paint
Paint my own story
With my body
And in time
I will look back and appreciate
My chest will swell
Pride
I will have accomplished
more than ever before
Because I know
For one
Passion brings you far
It takes you wherever you want
However you want
Because you are the artist
Of your own life story.
Aug 21, 2013
Aug 21, 2013 at 11:48 AM UTC
Burning
I feel it
The passion in me
Unstoppable, an impeccable force
Every second
It tingles in my bones
Runs along my veins
With every thump, of my heart
With every pulse through my arteries
I crave
Dancing
Hair whipping
Feet pointing
Arms swinging
Body twisting
Free twirling
I can feel it
The thirst
The hunger
To dance
Express myself
Through body art
Movements
The only kind of art I understand
Relentlessly hoping
For one day
To be set free
Bounding off
To where I first started
A plain white paper
The times where I was able to be creative
Let my inner feelings flow
And paint
Paint my own story
With my body
And in time
I will look back and appreciate
My chest will swell
Pride
I will have accomplished
more than ever before
Because I know
For one
Passion brings you far
It takes you wherever you want
However you want
Because you are the artist
Of your own life story.
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