10 May, 2015

The Dancer


A blur of colors.
And smiling faces.

Flashlights so bright
She experienced a moment  
That plunged into psychedelic
She spun and spun
As her feet lifted off the ground
And the spectators grew emphatic

Purity of rapture.
And spirit unfettered.

A swish of silk
Against her skin
She felt the lines of the body
Amalgamate effortlessly
To an exquisite performance
Unadulterated magic embodied

Their faces enchanted.
And whispers of infatuation.

She graciously accepted
Hearts that were smitten
Soaked in their begrudging adoration
But all she lived for was that moment
She danced to set free  
So bliss could take conception

Admirers and aficionados.
Bewitched with excitement.

She sparkled and shone
As she performed her last piece
Setting the stage alight
The crescendo rose
As she landed gracefully on her toes
Their darling, the star of the night                  

Eons ago.
A flash of memories.

She averts her eyes
And shuts them out for escape
From despairing glances and pitiful stares
Seeking comfort in the cocoon of her memories
She lifelessly wheels her chair away