Ballet Shoes

May 21, 2012
Black lace
with ribbons tied
invisible wings
teach me to fly
on tip-toe
with ravens beauty
I'll balance my soul
so you won't see
the scars of ruby
Dust off my heart
give me peace and grace
I'll never be a swan
but I'll be more in her place
with this dress of black roses
that flows at my side
as it whispers in the night
Though the crimson
leaks and stains my dress
I'll die with a dance
whisper with my last breath
"I may not have been a swan
with feather so white
with a polished heart
that was a shadow of mine.
But I know
that the path you choose
is always different
with each pair of
ballet shoes."
Black lace
with ribbons tied
invisible wings
taught her to fly.

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