i dreamt up a consuming desire pumping through my veins to dance. dreams of gliding light as a feather, drifting across the extent of the beaten down marley floor. intoxicating every part of me. carrying me to a place only dreamt. sending chills down my spine as the music moves the very depths of my being. like stones danced around by rushing water. an autumn leaf twirling in the air midst a gusty wind. freedom. the elegant escape from dullness. the ingenious craft. dag nabbit, why did i choose the path most traveled and quit?
sincerely,
B
**note: this is merely a daydream. my days of the chance to dance have long passed me by.
