dancing in the dark

siloutte of a tiny dancer
spinning in the dim light
from across the dark room
she is a distant sight

spinning, twirling
grinning, whirling

she leaps to the heavens
and glides in and out
to the music in her mind
thats a quiet shout

spinning, twirling
grinning, whirling

with each perfect move
she turns and spins on toes
in graceful perpetual motion
her fluid artwork flows

spinning, twirling
grinning, whirling

the song never seems to end
she must continue to dance
always looking for happiness
and searching for romance