Life on order, bags are packed.
Time to go, no time for slack.
Freedom just a silly word,
I'm bound to yet a different fate.
My life a thread my feelings naught,
I press on to hated ground not sought.
- Trish 2013
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
To dance
To dance with feet unbound and onward leap on air no sound
I move the rhythm speaks to me, over distance run no bended knee
Around the room I twirl let free, my hair it swings my feelings glee
This is my spirit it rolls within, no fear, no sad, my heart unbound
Can you see that this is me? My hopes my dreams wrapped tightly round
The melody is strong and loud. Upon the floor I dance you'll see.
The lights, the sounds, my heart a pound, skin tingly taught, yes this is me.
It's me alive to dance my life, my love, my all, my night is found in all the sound.
- Trish 2013
I move the rhythm speaks to me, over distance run no bended knee
Around the room I twirl let free, my hair it swings my feelings glee
This is my spirit it rolls within, no fear, no sad, my heart unbound
Can you see that this is me? My hopes my dreams wrapped tightly round
The melody is strong and loud. Upon the floor I dance you'll see.
The lights, the sounds, my heart a pound, skin tingly taught, yes this is me.
It's me alive to dance my life, my love, my all, my night is found in all the sound.
- Trish 2013
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