17 May 2012
For those 14 and above...
The men line up, a masquerade on their faces conceiled, The women suit up, their charms calling out to the manly need. Music starts and the rhythm builds, the piano grabs on the lead... Both the sets of arms reach out to glimpse that fairytale breed, And on the frist contact of skin and hair, their kindred souls are freed.
Let us dance! Let us flow unto our joy departs us! Take a chance! May the dark crow of despair demands us! Like a man's, Strong shoulders and supporting build.. Let the music come unto us, let the plan be killed, and let that spontaneity be filled.
The rhythm slows, the silences wash in... With only each step the blessed dancers take adding to the din. Highlighted they are, if not they vanish, For in the magic of dancing, their pride forever be banished.
Let us sing! Let the noble voices ring in the halls of a King! Let us bring! Joy in the most pure and untainted form of anything... Let us fling! Our happiness in every direction we face...to sing..
It is our right, a gift of free will in the truest state, Trust your heart, ignore the mind's debate. You make your own destiny, never listen to fate... All it does is whisper, never having the guts to cross the Pearly gates.
It is a beautiful morning, the sun glows warming...never forget...because you have found out what I have always been saying...
Yes...yes... That a dawn is coming ;)
Let Us Dance • Opuss № I