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I wish I could see or be in a solo dance like this one:
If only you could see the way you dance. If only you could watch yourself. I don't mean in a mirror, but rather, through another dancer's eyes. You could make Balanchine jealous.
When you dance, the world hushes. When you dance, time stops.
Your arms move more freely than the wind, and the rest of your body follows the same way night follows day. You dance to the beat of your own heart, making everyone else struggle to mimic your movement. Your body moves like a long, dark lullaby--but you lull no one to sleep. On stage, they can only watch you. You create your own spotlight. No one can keep their eyes off of you.
*lights dim, dancer begins to twirl*
You make the studio surreal. And at the end of your dance, the room is very heated. Everyone can feel the physical pressure and tension you've created. It feels like something's pushing down on your head and shoulders. And after your
heart
stops
beating.
You
drop
down.
And
you
stop
dancing ...
A tear rolls down every person's cheek and hits the wooden floor.
It's still dead silent, but you can feel the applause in the air. No one knows what to do or say, because they've never been so moved.