Grace and unseen power
In moments of stillness
Transitions flow with seamless placement
Of feet and porte-de-bras
Always in the moment
Swept on a tide of music
And naked feeling
Embraced in arms flung wide
Reached with bending knees
Gently circled in sweeping feet
Shattered by a body suspended in air
Abandoned, wrapping in on itself.
Performing for an audience of empty seats
Souls are bound to watch.
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