She hears the music in her soul
as she moves her body feeling
the universal language of love
emerging in her veins and heart.
Surrendering to music, she makes
love to herself as she does a pirouette
and perfection is there: in her hands
of grace, in her legs of beauty.

She is a message from heaven inspiring
the flowers and the stars, she is a channel
God uses to speak as she makes me dream
with her feet.
Suddenly a Grande Jeté, I feel a storm of
roses, I glide with her and the whole world
is a garden, and the whole world is fair.

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