Sonia is back with a poem this time!
Your perfect leaps leave my soul cold.
Do you feel the passionate heat
As your pink satin feet
Leave the ground?
Your sterile gestures fail to astound
Or ignite any flame;
But your tulle-wrapped fame
Puts you on the pedestal of greatness.
Have you felt the sharp pain of love
As its stiletto slices through your life?
Or the agony of passion’s hot knife
As it twists and turns in your heart?
Joy alone is insufficient.
We, as mortals, are meant
To suffer
In order to produce our art.
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