The melody begins, softly and small,
Rhythmic and sweetly it asks for a dance.
Gracefully she moves like leaves in the fall,
Her passion is fueled by wild romance.
The audience smiles for they do not know,
The reason she’s here, why she didn’t go.
Her love is a memory, heart aglow,
But her mind advises her no no no.
Then emotion engulfs her, sorrow reigns,
She loses her balance skill falls away,
Pain making her feel her feet are mere flames,
It is then that she knows no one will stay.
All is quiet as she lies on the stage,
Her heart is now broken, her mind in a daze.
Comments
What an anguished scene, this dancer overcome by emotion and collapsing on the stage... I can feel the sorrow. The ambiguity of her struggles adds intrigue to the piece: Is she heartbroken ("wild romance"; "why she didn't go")? Is she deeply insecure about her abilities? I still can't make up my mind, but the reader doesn't have to know these things to understand her sense of defeat; it's more interesting this way!
Thank you so much! 🩵
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