Dancer
Sinewy muscle
sliding through the air.
changing curves,
gliding on a breeze,
streaming white,
across a backdrop
ofcerulean blue,
graceful, soft, calming,
a seagull in flight,
she movesletting the dance enfold her,
in it's sweet rhythm,
'til the music slowly fades,
and she gently flows down,
to the ground.
Copyright © Ian Kilfoil | Year Posted 2011
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