Ballerina in a Box

You

Saw her singing her song

Up in the balcony

Where the moonlight hit her profile.

She sang about wishing she

Were

A princess

Who could escape her tower...

To fly high like a bird

Mind painting a mural.

The

Words escaped her lips.

The song speaking for her

A reflection of her thoughts.

The

Most

Mellifuous voice.

Like a wonderous dream.

The moon shone down

Moving with her

Beautiful

Graceful hips.

Legs climbing mountainous steps

In that moment,

You knew this would be a new

Chapter

In your life.

Decrescendo

The song ends

But will last for eternities.