SirenBrenda

The Ballerina

 

 

A ballerina’s limbs unfold,

Mocking stories yet to be told.

Her body flows luxury sold,

Conveying a beauty one cannot hold.

 

A longing stance,

She glides through the dance,

Catching your eye with a stolen glance,

Making you think you have a chance.

 

All a flutter on gilded toes,

She makes you forget your sullen woes.

Dipping and prancing highs and lows,

Your drowning emotions simply flow.

 

Picturesque, her physique glows bright,

As a crescendo reaches a new height,

Your heart squeezes flush and tight,

As your love grows larger than your might.