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