Love Poem: Memoirs of An Inspiring Dancer
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Written by: Jose Ramirez

Memoirs of An Inspiring Dancer

Where are the arms out-stretched?
That would hold me and in turn give me confidence?
Where are the feet of this perfect ballerina?
That would turn and turn
and gain the love of an entire audience?
Could those arms be waiting for me in the audience?
Could those feet walk me in their direction?
Or would I be stuck in an endless fuente?
Spinning and turning,
Spinning and turning.
Waiting to be told "it's okay to stop."
Because they finally love me and are waiting w/ their arms outstretched.