03.10.2023 Anne-Lise Andresen Copyright © All Rights Reserved
P.O.T.D. 05.10.2023
Every day with practice in tights and leotard Her spring cherry lips sprout in the imprint of joy A mind without fear...she was born to dance A girl who can perform classical ballet, long before she has learned to spell her own name As a swan in graceful movements, engulfed in the magic of movement and light The emotions are pulled through her skin with a flowing inspiration exactly on the right technique The eagerness, the curiosity and the wonder in every tiny step In a romantic white tutu with red sequins Exquisite movements and the choreography divine She could have been the swan princess in the ballet Swan Lake with music by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky The wings of a bird that is still too young the fire is burning in her future dreams
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