Friday, December 15, 2006
passed by this dance studio near clark quay and happen to see this girl dancing..
she moves very gracefully, like the wind's pulling her..
so much pain,grief and such powerful movements,
telling a story bout her past and it sucks you in..
the area was bloody noisy
but when she was dancing everything else blocked out
all i can hear was the music and her dancing before me
after the dance she saw me standing there
that's when i get to see her face..
she had a doll face
with a friendly smile she asked
"did you like it?"
"er... well yeah.. it's... nice.."
"nice? only nice? am i that bad?"
"huh?! ouh.. it's beautiful.. i'm very impressed with the moves i froze.. sorry."
"tell me bout it?"
"it's so sad.. i can see you crying your heart out and pouring your tears everywhere."
she smiled..
"it's lyrical dance moves..i'm suppose to be sad because of the song."
our little conversation didn't last long..
and i didn't get her name..
she's soft and gentle..
Beautiful
1:28 am
Carved ....