Every fist wave,
every gurgle, every smile,
reveals her rhythm.
A tangle working out. Hips swaying,
hands, face undulate textured stories.
What matters to her agile brain is always
the shape of emotion.
Hormone harmonies express with every
arch, dip swirl.
“If you want to be your best,
nimbly pirouette personal space,
approach every stranger with grace,
embody notes and beat of your theme.”
It was tragic, the way she was broken.
Yet, despite her spine’s grim
vibrant energy sustains, her dancing
mind alive and aware.