Listening the waves of the
beach, when the lightning and
thunderstorms actually
move very graceful, the sound it
hits the ground, it pound
the feet of rhythm on the hard
covered and wooden dance
floor like it is, the legs were
very long like a tree
branch, those dedicate arms were
totally as a tree stomp,
how big and strong and straight
up through and throughout,
the neck the face were
actually centered
beautifully and modern moment on and
on stage like anything in
the bunch, the wind the air the
breeze as gifted and
shifted of love, when the sunshine
was bursting of heat as
beauty into the spotlight beam
down to her, she use her
steps overstretched, the costume
she was wearing very
sparkly and shinny and bright but
colorful and paintful
feeling of art form
Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-20-16
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