Her movements are fluid

He toes are on point

She moves like water

Through a slow creek

She’s telling a story

One of hope and of fear

No one exists at this moment

She is alone in her dance world

She smiles and she cries

She flies and she falls

But to all around her

She is known as the Dancer

One of grace and precision

Each move perfect

Flawless technique

That girl is me

In my dancing world dream