You stepped into the shape of who I was I remodelled it to let you fit in comfortably. You realigned and resigned yourself to my nimble nature We did not come tailor made. Bending ourselves — sometimes backward to alter, adapt, accept, allow for differences; to learn, unlearn, chip off the jagged edges — until we sculptured a supple and steadfast connection We shifted and reshaped so we could belong and through this fountain of fluidity under the skin of silhouettes, we found a secret blossom that pulsates joyously in the marrow of our totality
Why I Dance?
To be not confined, Be completely unaware of a misty world, Holding the gasping breath the legs stretched. Nothing matters then than a silent wish of some forgetful moments. When after days of forced rest Wings grow out with multitudes of feathers. They remained long and to fly, There is much pain to endure. But why not if it’s free will that made you sing and compose, Rhythms of legs,gestures of hands, Deep insights of eyes all unite? They bring stars that you never witnessed. In that all your injuries are dulled. Your real love and life flows without interruptions, Speaking to you incessantly.