Dance In Trance

She's dancing Who is she? She's the lost girl Without a dream Without a chance Making a sweet symphony of her body Breathing deeply in advance A cacophony of music Cured her deaf spirit Brought a light sheen of sweat on her disarming figure An armband around her wrist she knit With her simple yet captivating vigour Who is she? She's the dancer we all see in our dreams Who lives in every girl Though only internally it seems