DanceA Poem by EricaThis is one of my less dark ones.
Eyes shut lightly. Lips together. Her hair flowing quietly behind her, the dark brown, color matching the thin cloth wrapped over her breast and down her body. THe rest of it flowing with her hair behind her. Her feet pointed down. Spinning on her pointed feet, round and round. Arms pulled in towards her chest. Shallow breathing through her nose. Peacefully spinning, nothing to worry about. Not one single thought in her mind. Everything in this one moment was gone. Just her on a stage spinning, alone, peacefully, quietly.
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