Post by Lunar Knite on Sept 26, 2007 23:35:14 GMT -5
A song is played, as the lights turn dim,
And there she floats, gliding across the floor,
Her arms holding nothing except the air.
As the rhythm continues to intensify, even more
So grows her dream of that perfect pair.
The first verse passes and the chorus comes.
She attempts a twirl, but no one can reel her,
And so she stumbles without any grace.
She gets back up though, cheerful as ever,
Yet tears come rolling down her face.
She wipes them away with her finger,
Determined to dance throughout the song.
And as the second stanza finishes its part,
Like never before, she remains strong,
Just like she was at the very start.
However, the third verse makes an entrance,
Its words painful and agonizing to any extent,
She slows her pace, following the melody.
She wants to dance, but her legs relent.
Her body and mind not yet in harmony.
And again, the chorus makes its rounds,
Leaving her to weakly spin on her own.
Another trip, but she catches her mistake.
Deciding to have her desires known,
She will never let slip a feeling fake.
So once more, the chorus repeats itself.
Now, she flows so elegantly, timeless,
Albeit she did not discover the ideal duo.
But what she did find was pure happiness,
Something that will make her glow.
The song gradually comes to a close,
And she is holding onto the air like before.
She sticks the twirl and takes a bow.
Crossing the smooth, wooden floor,
Never knowing what she needed, until now.
And there she floats, gliding across the floor,
Her arms holding nothing except the air.
As the rhythm continues to intensify, even more
So grows her dream of that perfect pair.
The first verse passes and the chorus comes.
She attempts a twirl, but no one can reel her,
And so she stumbles without any grace.
She gets back up though, cheerful as ever,
Yet tears come rolling down her face.
She wipes them away with her finger,
Determined to dance throughout the song.
And as the second stanza finishes its part,
Like never before, she remains strong,
Just like she was at the very start.
However, the third verse makes an entrance,
Its words painful and agonizing to any extent,
She slows her pace, following the melody.
She wants to dance, but her legs relent.
Her body and mind not yet in harmony.
And again, the chorus makes its rounds,
Leaving her to weakly spin on her own.
Another trip, but she catches her mistake.
Deciding to have her desires known,
She will never let slip a feeling fake.
So once more, the chorus repeats itself.
Now, she flows so elegantly, timeless,
Albeit she did not discover the ideal duo.
But what she did find was pure happiness,
Something that will make her glow.
The song gradually comes to a close,
And she is holding onto the air like before.
She sticks the twirl and takes a bow.
Crossing the smooth, wooden floor,
Never knowing what she needed, until now.
