Silent Dancer
She dances to the beat
Of the songs in her head
Light on her feet
She'll gracefully tread
Circles in motion
Throughout the air
Releasing her potion
She's happy to share
The others admire
the things she sees
The music she hears
The melodies
She was born to feel passion
Created to shine
Minus art, she's crashing
Without beauty, she's blind
She opens a book
And steps inside
For a deeper look
More fulfilling ride
With paper and pen
She bears her soul
At ease, she'll begin
Her language will roll
Whenever she speaks
Words become art
It's not that she tweaks
They're derived from her heart
When in her presence
A fire is blazing
Her very essence
Is rather amazing
For every concern
She holds the answer
So much to be learned
From this silent dancer
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