The way she dances  In graceful arcs in in subtle curves in leaps and gates in the way she dances.  Of curl and bend of taught muscle and soft gaze in arms outspread in dreams unsaid in the way she dances.  The loss of agony and pain from emotional gain in the way she dances.  Body quivers minds bend, palms close and open again chest heaves as she breaths in the way she dances.  Hair sways as she prays in the way she dances.  The push and pull that she tides the winds and whips that she drives in the way she dances. The spiral the crawl in her majesty the sacrifice in the way she dances.  The control you feel your reality unreal in the way she dances.  Her soul exposed as her body glows the tips of her toes and the frost on her nose in the way she dances.  Feet that fly eyes that cry fists that clench and tears that dry in the way she dances. Heart aches as it breaks in the way she dances.  Time forgotten soft as cotton in the way she dances.  Her plea in vain her trial starts again in the way she dances. Lies untold secrets behold in the way she dances.  Whispers heard faith assured in the way she dances.  In space and time in hope sublime in the way she dances.  In graceful arcs in subtle curves in leaps and gates in the way she dances.