A Dancer's View
I watch from the corner
the room so full around me,
people grace in all directions
my heart beats in agony.
I watch from the corner
knowing I won't be perfect,
when suddenly I stop in my tracks
my eyes focused in the moment.
I watch from the corner
she floats through the air,
her leg cracks behind her head
without a single care.
I watch from the corner
knowing I should watch someone else,
but she draws you in like a magnet
and I can’t look anywhere else.
I watch from the corner
completely in awe,
she exudes the utmost confidence
and something ignites in my soul.
I step out onto the floor
and take in her energy,
for it is her passion
that brings out the life within me.
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