a smile in her eyes and a sunflower in her hair.* (retro_chica) wrote, @ 2009-03-26 18:06:00

emotion bursts from every pore
as you leap

and bound off the spring of inspiration that is
the earth.
it comes from the ground, this love.
it's not something we bred inside of ourselves,
this raw, undying desperation to move.
this art we manifested into several poses.

it made us.

it lives in our souls, yearning to show anyone,
everyone,
that time is the music and we are the paintbrushes,
and the story that lives beyond us all
can be nothing else but
dance.

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