The spinning colors of the world
Run in rhythms with our twirls
The joyful, enchanting melodies
Of our soft shoes
Bounding across the stage
The spinning colors of the world
Run in rhythms with our twirls
The joyful, enchanting melodies
Of our soft shoes
Bounding across the stage
1 Comment
Blaire
I really like this poem!
February 8, 2017 at 11:13 pm