
In a trance,
under the movement spell.
Limbs of fire,
elongated shimmy swishing.
Sultry moves,
burning into the warm night.
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In a trance,
under the movement spell.
Limbs of fire,
elongated shimmy swishing.
Sultry moves,
burning into the warm night.
Sakura Chiyo is 5.
Sakura’s pigtails bob and jiggle as she points a toe here, does a twirl there, or moves gracefully.
There’s nothing between heaven and earth to stop a bright heart full of light.
Then her ballet feet dance. A lithe, she captivates the nature spirits with her soul.
Full of something light,
she dances away,
through the night,
floating into the sea.