love and passion and art.

her feet wrecked
inside of the beautiful
pink shoes
allégro
allongé
plié
pas de bourrée
dance through the pain
love
and passion
and art
always that
she knew she must
suffer
for all of the greats did
and continued to
break the body
upon the altar
the stage
beneath the lights
her long, languid
muscles and body
screamed at her daily
wondering why
love
and passion
and art
always that
first position
second position
and third
again and again
and again
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