He Is We- All About Us
Take my hand, I'll teach you to dance I'll spin you around won't let you fall down Would you let me lead.
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Take my hand, I'll teach you to dance I'll spin you around won't let you fall down Would you let me lead.
Hello again, and today is Friday, March 1, 2013. I just got back from a school dance that was an amazing night ending off with a group chorus of Fun.'s ‘We Are Young’.
#acrostic challenge. [S]ing to me of ballet dancers pirouetting in the snow. [U]nbound by gravity, these beautiful creatures show. [N]uances in the choreography allowing themselves to flow.
It’s bright and sunny and sweet as honey as a love song plays while an old couple sways.
Watching you slip away From my heart more every day. You're so close yet so far. You're my one and only star. My beauty and delight, Won't you serenade me tonight.
The suns gone down, No need to fear; Turn off the lights, For disco fever is here. Cheap disco ball, And bubble machine; Bad Bose speakers, And two kids that are keen.
A hidden gem A hidden beauty She's right there Right in front of me All this time Chasing another She was under my nose And now I want no other I smile at the sight Save this dance for me.
A kaleidoscope of colour. She was easy to see. She was at a festival. Standing under a tree. She didn't like the music. It wasn't her scene. She was sick of all the guys. Who seemed too keen.
*Well it's time to start the show Lost my mind and lost my soul* Last night's memory haunts me still The want, the won't, the wait, the will An alley place so dark and deep Holds the secret I will...
S weet Pea locked. U p in her pod. C arried burden, sister. K illed,. E verytime she dances, a. R icher world create. P ulled into the dream. U pon the truest fate. N othing much can stop her.
At the centre of the room. She kneels on the ground. The music starts playing. And like a cobra she starts swaying. Moving a little upward with each sway. Her hands moving helping her to find her way.
A little wisp of little girl Glides across the stage. To take her place In No Mans Land.
Chapter 3 --------------- The last two hours of the school day are a blur. I go, sit in my classes, and just wait for the day to be over.
You walk in through the door. I'm sat with hungry eyes. I stand and take your hand. For you, I have a surprise. I tease your mouth with a nip. Pushing you down on the leather chair.
Calming music Plays tonight Soothing thoughts Disappearing frights Smile appearing Heart fixing Sadness drowned Emotions mixing Eyes blinking Ears hearing Body moving Stillness disappearing...
#AllAboutMe hey there. so..where do I begin. I'm 13. just your average teenage girl. nothing special about me. I'm a dancer. I've been dancing since I was 3. Dance is my life.
The strains of music- You know the type- That make you just Want to soar and spin Laugh and drink Kick up your heels Let down your hair- It now reaches my ears And I stay immobile.
Yet, another favorite lyric of mine I wrote. ----------------------------. Under the full moon,. I sing a song,. A sweet, sweet sad melody. Carry over to you. By the wings of wind. Hear my voice.
Another one favorite of mine lyric I wrote. -------------------------------. Waking up by your side everyday. Being with you. Music gets so hot hot. Yeah baby, baby turn it up,.
I want to reverse back to that moment two years ago at my dads girlfriend friends sons birthday. I want to go back to that day where we had his birthday party down digbeth, Birmingham.
Can I tempt you to one night,. A soirée under the candle light,. Just one, I'm asking for no more,. Take me in your arms and lead me to the dance floor,. Our final dance or maybe our first,.
A man approached a woman with mistletoe, Asked her to kiss him under it, but "NO!". She vehemently refuses, he's got no chance, So he asks her instead if she wants to dance.
The silent. Blue. Streets. My pounding heart. My dancing feet. The glitter. Cascading. Twirling. My arms outstretched. My head whirling. Raining down. From. The sky. Sparkling like stars.
#acorn (that I've tweaked a bit) Dance is encoded in my DNA Inside the music is where I want to stay It's my passion a big part of my life It's not a hobby and more than a vice.