Abby Huenink – Free

Relevé, plié, pique, arabesque

My body moves elegantly across the room

Tap, tap, tap

My pointe shoes politely prick the wooden floors

Graceful as a love letter, I leap blissfully as though I am free forever

My leotard is black, but it is full of color to me

It paints a picture as I glide across the stage

A sense of joy fills my body

And I take my bow

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