Thursday, October 17, 2013

a ballet

memories dance in my mind
a ballet of passion.
each dancer a different day
a different moment
seamlessly entwined in the melody
spinning around one another
reveling in the beauty of itself
orchestrating a masterpiece.

they rebel.
colliding, a whirlwind
harmony deteriorates
the stage grows dark.
one dancer.
her final solo.
a spotlight she never wanted.
her body reveals tragedy
hatred.
pain.
she leaps, wanting to be free.
her legs remain planted.
they stop.
she must rely on her arms.
as she lifts them,
they freeze.
a ballet of passion,
encumbered in tragedy.
a memory frozen in my mind.

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