Dancing is like dreaming with you feet

by Saturn   Jul 21, 2010


When the music starts
She crates fairies and angels

Every movement becomes
A word of fantasy

She has eyes of a dreamer
And a heart full of love

Life she breathes into the dead
Hope she gives to the lost

You seem to know nothing about her
But with every step the more you know

She is happy when she dances
Because with every movement
Comes a taste of being free

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