She moves with grace
the flow of her hands
the expression on her face
seduction of the mind
her bodies movements without time
her feet move the soul
her hands soften the hardest of stones
her body calms the raging winds within
every pose she makes captures the esssence of those who in take
she becomes the angel of love
she grabs the attention of the heavens above.
her beauty is of dreams
while her body tells a story
her soul is set free
entertainment for those who only see
her dance becomes a lifestyle for thee
yet all she does is listen to the music and let the flow take control
she can even silence the screams of hell
and quite the calm them like chimes and bells
does this person who dances even exist
but this tale is true i must insist
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