Dance, Was My Release

Pain had I ignited bright Through my silence, had my hurt worsened Denied conversations with all for superficial reasons, I had Forgetting that love was my life And people were my love As I danced, did I repent Slower were my motions An expression of joy, had my face not worn Though the subtlety, left all indifferent Seen me as myself, they had The scarring in my body, was concealed Each hand grasped, healing another wound My ignorance, claimed no mask If my words you could not hear, they were not yours A norm had I created, to destroy myself Though forgiveness, had been a gift received Grudges, were there none to find Every gesture, a reconciliation for me Hatred, was there none to emit A wealth of moments, had been created Unity had proved solid, through the rhythm A spectacle, had the front created Humanity at its best, is when material is undesired My hate almost undone, through the arms of strangers Caged my heart had I, for many months Its beats' restrictions, pleading to stop My acknowledgement, had been in vain Torture did I sought more to inflict Until your beauty was mine to behold In your movements, was my heart freed Your existence, I refuted as an absence Success was inevitable through my acts Than upon your face, my eyes fell And my love, had been remembered again All that was true, had I sighted in your acceptance Swaying with you, transited my apologies Healed my hate, had dance Enabled reconciliation, had each hand In swaying with you, had my love been freed