Sunday, July 26, 2020

The Dance



I can dance in my room
Spinning around and around
In those moments of alone
I’m free to be wonderfully bad
No one to judge my missteps
It’s me, just me
loving music and life
The way I know how
Singing too loud, and
Stepping on Invisible feet

By Melissa Kelly 

Published on Soft Cartel Feb. 2018



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