Lacking balance, short of grace, missing poise and structure. She wants to twirl and leap with joy, but when she tries to dance, she falls.
Melodies run through her head, expression she is yearning. She wants her feelings of joy to match her strides, but when she tries to dance, she falls.
She knows too well the feel will subside and soon enough the joy will fade. The music stops, the yearning breaks for she knows that even if she doesn’t dance, she falls.
*Possibly a WIP. Wouldn’t be the first time I didn’t finish something.