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Every Time I Dance

A free verse poem on every dancer’s first love

Dec 6, 2020

There is an immense amount of nervousness

before I enter the stage.

I try revisiting all the steps

but often stop midway.

I don't want to miss the anchor

announcing my name.

That moment just before I performing on stage

is what every dancer lives for.

But once the music starts

all the nervousness vanishes in the air.

Then it's just me and the song

making sweet rhythmic love.

Our passion goes on and on

transmitting us into a parallel universe of our own

until we are interrupted

by the thundering applause from the audience.

I am pushed out of my reverie

and instantly thank the audience for their love.

My physical being leaves the stage for sure,

but a dancer’s soul remains captivated there forever.