Infinite Dance

Ballet moves live in her mind,
vivid scenes create a dance,
pirouettes swirl, then combine,
emotions slowly enhance.

Tiptoeing to melodies,
as her heart, whispers soft chimes,
music strums loud memories,
flow through blank, old hollow times.

Spin around to expose veils,
hypnotized by silent tunes,
breathless hums uncover tales,
scented with timeless perfume.

Daydreams fall, tainted goals crash,
stagnant tears cascade like rain.
Eyes twinkle as streetlights flash,
pinch of brightness on aged pain.

Years evaporate and pass,
minutes sway within the breeze,
held pose wrapped in deep contrast,
box inner storms till they freeze.

Leap high to peaceful raindrops,
images run through her head.
Heartbeats hop, she twirls non stop,
regains wishes left for dead.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Written for Melissa Lemay’s Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #242

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