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Date Posted: 19:16:34 07/06/02 Sat
Author: Poin†e.
Author Host/IP: spider-wc061.proxy.aol.com / 205.188.193.46
Subject: .dancing my own way.

You gave me a fire:
I wanna feel life,
And embrace life,
And to give life,
As thought it were not my own.
And there’s nobody else
Who has shown me
Myself...

And I see you as lovely that none can compare
And I see you as dancing although you cannot stand
And I hear you; you’re singing
Your passion I’m feeling
It makes me
It breaks me
I long to dance like you


Immigrant materializes with the morning rise of earth’s boiler, awkward ‘dance’ transporting maiden gradually o’er molten divan of em’rald. Chinas grafted out-of-sync, though crippled gait acquired naught away from entirety. Crown of swan lingered on horizon, the intermediate ‘twixt vertical and down. Tender gray mediums glimmered as immediate circumference was absorbed and pressed like a decorative flora into cerebrum. Willow’d extensions, though warped and miss-shapen, carried lorelei forward with a foal-like innocence, vulnerable and dependant.

Pastels shifted to congregated equine, orifice framing a solo, a pleasant chorus in salutation, gladly acknowledging each‘s attendance. Lace trailed behind femora like a rear guard, as an omnipresent sentinel, swirling ’bout hocks as movement paused mid-flight.

Irises shimmered with life, eager to make acquaintances...yet wariness was exercised, for many took her as abnormal with her disability...

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