Why I dance...
It’s hot. Incense clouds the air, masking the scent of unwashed slaves and snaking white tails towards the domed ceiling high above the harem.
The drums beat out a steady rhythm as the dancer enters the floor. Slowly she sways side to side, her veiled body totally lost in the graceful glide. Sweat glistens on her smooth flesh. Her eyes are down cast ( Read more... )
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You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
May you never take one singe breathe for granted
And God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith the fighting chance
And if you get the chance to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance, I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
And never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances but they're worth taking
Loving might be a mistake but it's worth making
Don't let some helping heart leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out reconsider
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance, I hope you dance
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i do a different kind of dancing but only u would make the connection.
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