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
Gazing now at the empty room
Shivers take over her as she resumes
Feet stay on the floor
Hips and waist oppose each other as she sways some more
The beat slows and her eyes close
She moves downward again with no flaws
The ground is pulling her from her hips, on the right
And her shoulders shivers as she starts to fight
But the ground pulls her again from her left side
She gives in, going down slowly on this ride
Then the beat gets higher and faster
She pulls herself up, shivering from top to bottom looking for some answer
She turns around and her hair is covering her face
Pushing the hidden demons on her sides with her waist
She starts to twirl and her hair starts flying
And with each beat her shoulders quiver till she starts crying
Round and round she goes
Till she ends up again on the ground
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An attempt to capture belly dancing but re-reading it now I am not really sure what this is
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