Appearance Of Grace

A dancer's lithe graced her form But the second she stepped Upon a dance floor She was more Of a baby gazelle Than that of a dancer -Kel Dayheart


With the grace of a swan A spine of steel And beaten feet She danced her heart out In the end Out of breath With an ache soul deep Applause only soothed The surface pain -Kel Dayheart

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