TwirlingA Poem by LuciaDance to the beat of your own drumsHeart racing, chest pounding, swirling and twirling, and dancing to the beat of the music. Dress spinning, sunset shining, slapping my feet, and dancing through the night, like nobody is watching. My body flows, like a deep blue river, twisting and falling, beautiful and yet mysterious. Let people think, what they want to think. Who I am to stop them? They can stand still, and let life pass them by. While I will be here, smiling and laughing, and dancing to the beat, of my own drums. © 2014 LuciaReviews
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