The Heat of the Stage lightsA Poem by He@ther!There is a place where four feet off the ground feels like the highest point on earth A place adorned with the brightest of lights By name, the stage
Upon the stage, the rules of the world are suspended One may smear dirt on their face and the audience may swoon, saying that dirt looks sexy on them
When the stage is lit, the world is intensified Pulses run quicker, accentuating rosy cheeks Voices boom, radiating with wild emotion Faces and limbs move outside their usual realms, losing shyness and gaining presence
Adrenaline pumps fervently throughout the body It is possible to feel beautiful in pure rags, because everyone knows you're Cinderella tonight and Prince Charming is waiting for you in the wings
At the end of the show you take a bow and revel and beam at the sound of applause
You step gingerly off the stage, and onto reality's ground which is softer than when you left it
When you look into the eyes of the audience, They are fresh with a dazzling spark that is the mirror of your performance © 2008 He@ther!Featured Review
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